My Grandma, the rock of the family........

So my Aunts, my Mom, and I have been noticing my Grandma's forgetfulness.............

The funny thing is it's only with certain things, not all things, just some things.............

When my Mom was out of town my Grandma knew exactly when she was gone, had a pretty good idea when she was coming back, and didn't have any issues with remembering any of that.

While my Mom was gone I would make sure to call my Grandma once a day to make sure all was okay even though I knew my Aunts were also around.

My Grandma would seem fine for the most part but there was little signs that would bring up red signs.............

For example, we would be talking for about 10 minutes and she would interrupt and say "um, I'm sorry, who's this? Who am I talking to?" "Grandma, it's me". "oh, yes, yes, sorry of course it's you, do you know when your Mama's coming back?" "Yes, she'll be back next week" "Oh, yes, that's what I thought, I miss her" "yes, I do too Grandma".

My Grandma, she's always been the strength of the family whether she thought it or not....
I have always thought of my Grandma as comfort, as security, as part of the beginning of my family........

Honestly how could I not?? Whenever she had the chance to tell me she would say "You know, this whole family started with me and your Grandpa" "we are the ones who started all of this".

She is right, without her and my Grandpa life as we know it wouldn't have continued............

My Grandfather passed away almost 7 years ago............ever since then my Grandma has continued on by herself with the endless help from my Mom and Aunts..........

Lately it has been quite noticeable that my Grandma has now started to repeat certain things over and over, word for word, and completely unnoticeable to her.....

It has come to our attention that this has more to do with just getting older........... My Mom had a meeting with her doctor and they have come to the conclusion that my Grandmother, the rock of the family, the caretaker of the grand kids (when we were little), the one that had been there through it all is now in a fragile state.
They want to take away her independence, her car, her home, her only way of being............
My Grandmother would never want to be anywhere else than in her home with her dog.........
They now believe my Grandma has Dementia, the same thing my Grandfather had.

It scares me, my last Grand parent, I remember how fast my Grandfather went, no my Grandma isn't anywhere near the place my Grandfather was but still the thoughts go through my mind and even though we always have that cushion in the back of our minds to help prepare us for these moments it just still is not enough.....

My Grandma, today we were told, without an actual diagnosis but just by what has been said of the actions that have been shown by you, you seem to have Dementia.

My Grandma, the core of the family, the strength from what I know.............I will be here for whatever you need, for whatever help my Mom needs, I love you, you have always been there as I will always be here for you.

My Mom says not to worry, Grandma will be okay for now...................I'll try, honestly, I will be thinking a lot about you............

Just a Mom...............praying for my Grandma.