zenith82
08-09-2009, 05:39 PM
I'm starting this thread in the hope that others may have similar stories to share/compare.
My grandmother died from alzheimers a few years back, in her last year she developed an uncanny knack for saying things that may have sounded random to anybody listening but she was actually saying my thoughts out loud. Whenever I went to visit her I noticed towels or blankets over all the mirrors in her house. She claimed there were beings crawling out, my gran was highly psychic before this happened to her and i believe beyond a shadow of a doubt that what she was tuning in to was very real.
My grandfather(her husband) went downhill after her death, he's suffered every affliction known to man, he's had strokes, heart attacks and a brain haemorrhage to name a few, he's been in an old folks home for years now and over the last year has became increasingly institutionalised, he literally spends all day in bed sleeping apart from when he is forced to get up to eat. Anytime we try to take him out for the day he lasts twenty minutes before asking to go back to his bed, he no longer walks it's more like a shuffle and can't even manage that unaided.
At the weekend we received a phone call from the police to say that my grandfather had escaped from the nursing home, the nurses had done their rounds at 2am and he was lying in his bed sound asleep. He exited the building via an alarmed door around 3am. After the grounds and surrounding area were searched with sniffer dogs etc they widened their search. He was eventually found around 6.30am about a ten minute walk away from a street he lived in years ago, but that street just happens to be about 7 miles away from the nursing home. How can a seriously ill 80 year old man who can barely shuffle his way down a corridor walk for miles to end up near a former home? In his younger years he was a walker, he walked everywhere and dragged us with him sergeant major style lol.
When we went to see him in the morning, he looked better than he'd looked for years, he was fresh, bright, clean shaven and talkative. He hadn't escaped in his nightclothes, he had got up, got himself cleaned and dressed and left without anybody noticing he was up and about. When we asked where he had gone he told us he wasn't on his own, he was walking on a march/rally and there were hundreds of people there with him. He apologised for worrying everybody and said "something just possessed me to do it"
I really believe he was marching with hundreds of people just like he said he was. Senile dementia should be renamed senile dimensiona. I know my grandparents were "tuned" to somewhere else, they may lose a grip on this reality, but they have a firm hold on realities we cannot even begin to imagine.
My grandmother died from alzheimers a few years back, in her last year she developed an uncanny knack for saying things that may have sounded random to anybody listening but she was actually saying my thoughts out loud. Whenever I went to visit her I noticed towels or blankets over all the mirrors in her house. She claimed there were beings crawling out, my gran was highly psychic before this happened to her and i believe beyond a shadow of a doubt that what she was tuning in to was very real.
My grandfather(her husband) went downhill after her death, he's suffered every affliction known to man, he's had strokes, heart attacks and a brain haemorrhage to name a few, he's been in an old folks home for years now and over the last year has became increasingly institutionalised, he literally spends all day in bed sleeping apart from when he is forced to get up to eat. Anytime we try to take him out for the day he lasts twenty minutes before asking to go back to his bed, he no longer walks it's more like a shuffle and can't even manage that unaided.
At the weekend we received a phone call from the police to say that my grandfather had escaped from the nursing home, the nurses had done their rounds at 2am and he was lying in his bed sound asleep. He exited the building via an alarmed door around 3am. After the grounds and surrounding area were searched with sniffer dogs etc they widened their search. He was eventually found around 6.30am about a ten minute walk away from a street he lived in years ago, but that street just happens to be about 7 miles away from the nursing home. How can a seriously ill 80 year old man who can barely shuffle his way down a corridor walk for miles to end up near a former home? In his younger years he was a walker, he walked everywhere and dragged us with him sergeant major style lol.
When we went to see him in the morning, he looked better than he'd looked for years, he was fresh, bright, clean shaven and talkative. He hadn't escaped in his nightclothes, he had got up, got himself cleaned and dressed and left without anybody noticing he was up and about. When we asked where he had gone he told us he wasn't on his own, he was walking on a march/rally and there were hundreds of people there with him. He apologised for worrying everybody and said "something just possessed me to do it"
I really believe he was marching with hundreds of people just like he said he was. Senile dementia should be renamed senile dimensiona. I know my grandparents were "tuned" to somewhere else, they may lose a grip on this reality, but they have a firm hold on realities we cannot even begin to imagine.