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<blockquote data-quote="CobraBob" data-source="post: 16507792" data-attributes="member: 6727"><p>[USER=31223]@SolarYellow[/USER], here's something personal to hopefully give you a proper perspective.</p><p></p><p>A few years ago, my son-in-law was diagnosed with Creutzfeldt-Jakobs disease. The brain literally eats itself and death comes within months. He was an active body builder (worked out every day in the gym), had his own very successful business, and a wonderful family (3 loving daughters and a VERY devoted and loving wife). As his brain deteriorated, it became difficult to take him places because his behavior was often erratic and strange. I remember one time we went to a local restaurant and I had printed cards for my daughter that she could give to, say, a waitress which explained his disease and behaviors. That particular day, he was especially erratic. The waitress was very understanding and we all tried to help Nigel as much as we could. Deep down, I remember wondering if he was having glimpses of understanding that he was in a battle for his life, and fighting as hard as he could to defeat it, feeling at times helpless. After all, he was a true fighter all his life. Long story short, as difficult a day as it was, we ALL had a wonderful time with him, and I'll cherish the day forever. I'd give anything to experience it again, if he was still alive. About 3 months later, we lost him to the disease. During those last 3 months, we all got to see his increasingly bizarre behavior, share in his struggle against death, encourage him, love him, care for him, cry with him, and, yes, laugh with him. Moments that none of us will ever forget. I'm sure others who saw him in public at times experienced inner anger or frustration because his battle was an inconvenience to them at the time. We, on the other hand, experienced some of the most wonderful days/times of loving a family member who had absolutely no control over his behavior, speech and actions. Sometimes to really understand another family's hardship you have to walk a mile, or a block, in their shoes. That's when the frustration lifts and grace and love abounds.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CobraBob, post: 16507792, member: 6727"] [USER=31223]@SolarYellow[/USER], here's something personal to hopefully give you a proper perspective. A few years ago, my son-in-law was diagnosed with Creutzfeldt-Jakobs disease. The brain literally eats itself and death comes within months. He was an active body builder (worked out every day in the gym), had his own very successful business, and a wonderful family (3 loving daughters and a VERY devoted and loving wife). As his brain deteriorated, it became difficult to take him places because his behavior was often erratic and strange. I remember one time we went to a local restaurant and I had printed cards for my daughter that she could give to, say, a waitress which explained his disease and behaviors. That particular day, he was especially erratic. The waitress was very understanding and we all tried to help Nigel as much as we could. Deep down, I remember wondering if he was having glimpses of understanding that he was in a battle for his life, and fighting as hard as he could to defeat it, feeling at times helpless. After all, he was a true fighter all his life. Long story short, as difficult a day as it was, we ALL had a wonderful time with him, and I'll cherish the day forever. I'd give anything to experience it again, if he was still alive. About 3 months later, we lost him to the disease. During those last 3 months, we all got to see his increasingly bizarre behavior, share in his struggle against death, encourage him, love him, care for him, cry with him, and, yes, laugh with him. Moments that none of us will ever forget. I'm sure others who saw him in public at times experienced inner anger or frustration because his battle was an inconvenience to them at the time. We, on the other hand, experienced some of the most wonderful days/times of loving a family member who had absolutely no control over his behavior, speech and actions. Sometimes to really understand another family's hardship you have to walk a mile, or a block, in their shoes. That's when the frustration lifts and grace and love abounds. [/QUOTE]
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