03/07/2025
I was recently asked a question about my Dementia Diagnosis.
THE QUESTION; Would you have any words that may describe the challenges dementia brings, or that may have changed your life since the diagnosis.
MY ANSWER; Thank you for prompting me to be a little more realistic and for allowing me to address, and reflect on, my own diagnosis.
So, do I have any words?
Yes, I do…!!
FIRSTLY it has installed a ‘WORD’ filter and scrambler into my speach. It hides the right words from me randomly, and throws others into a blender which then pours out of my mouth as a verbal mess few can make sense of. I detest this aspect of my disease.
YES, Dementia has cancelled whole parts of my everyday life for no reason, and I hate it.
NO, there isn’t a Ctrl-Alt-Delete ‘Dementia’ on my keyboard. If only it were THAT simple!
YES, it redacts and censors my life CV without my permission.
NO, my family cannot do anything except witness my humanity slowly being ripped out of me and shredded word by word, page by page, day by day. I hate that they have to watch this.
YES, it overlaps my present with my past; some days are simply a time-checkered blur.
ALSO, My Dementia has wiped my internal geography, my organised spreadsheet I had in my head of each of my days, my diary and my calendar… all in one single diagnosis.
Others help me with these things now. I do not like asking or the admission of failure. HOWEVER, I do acknowledge that asking for help is NOT giving in. It’s the precice opposite.
AND, Dementia has deleted irreplaceable memories of past happy and joyous times, leaving sad, blured or empty photo frames inside my head. Despite continual searching, they never reappear.
PLUS, it has erased actual names from family and friendly faces and pulled into the abyss complete past connections and histories I had built with friends. This upsets me more than I admit.
BUT… I still push myself fully every day to DO SOMETHING WITH MY DIAGNOSIS…?
For my grandchildren, and all the other children of this place who we, as parents and the keepers of this unconditional love, need to protect from this deadly disease with every fibre of our beings.
The entire aim of my videos, talks and visits to schools is to plant a seed of hope in their minds that will comfort them and also, for a few, inspire into research towards a cure.
I am not in a place any longer that wishes a different life for myself.
But I DO wish for a future world for everyone without Dementia.
It’s people like you, who have invited me back into society and saved me from a wasted final lap of life. You have inspired and allowed me to shout this message from every corner of my remaining days.
So, please just share among friends and coleagues and just ask if I can help in anything with what capacity I have left?
Many Blessings,
John ‘Pops’ Hyde…