I Never Expected My Mother to Be Diagnosed With Alzheimer's When I Was 26

September 2012 "Oh look," said my mother in a sing-song voice, pointing wistfully ahead, "it's the man in the moon. We haven't seen him in a while, but there he is. He's so bright tonight, but that's him." We were driving down the street I grew up on and the sun was large and orange and just beginning its trek down toward the horizon. We slowed to a stop at a red light and were squinting into the brightness, and while I have grown used to odd exclamations from my mother, this one struck me as something different, as a magical clue to the dwindling world inside her head. I turned over her words, puzzling over them and looking at the sun and trying to see what she saw. What a beautiful world, I thought, where the moon is the man in the moon and tonight the moon just happens to be enormous and orange and blindingly bright, and the night sky behind him glows, streaked with pinks and yellows and the occasional dab of blue. What a majestic world wherein such a thing as that is so exceedingly normal that one might say simply, Oh, there's the man in the moon. My, isn't he bright tonight? October 2013 My mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and dementia about two years ago. It was in the early stages then, and manifested mostly in a confusion about numbers and the Internet and entirely irrational mood swings and paranoia. To me, she merely seemed more unpleasant than usual. My mother had always been prone to irrationality, so the early symptoms didn't seem that out of charact...
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