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First off all, let me say that if I offend or hurt anyone by talking about this, I would like to apologize in advance.
I found this tekst on fb, where it said that it was posted outside a room of an Alzheimers patient. It made me tear up quite effectively.
I am a social worker. Theoretically, it means I am trained to work with all sorts of people. Practically, not so much. I have a rather 'specific' taste. I don't work with youngsters, or children, as I don't like that very much. I also don't like psychiatry that much, though I have to say I don't have a lot of experience in those workfields.
I don't want to work in the psychogeriatry. I just can't deal with people 'losing' their minds. Most of that has to do with my own past, as I had a relative who liked to put some more drama to her own Alzheimers. Besides that I don't like them not understanding me. Which is funny because I love working with people with a mental disablilty. But I can still talk to them, and make them understand me, I just have to adapt to their level of understanding. That is a challenge, but I like it.
I can't imagine the pain people have to go through when they start noticing that their minds are wavering. It scares me beyond anything. Alzheimers is also a genetic 'disease' or condition, and I know it runs in my family. I just hope that I'll be gone before it can hit me. But I guess this is also why I can't work with these people.
However I found the text above beautifull and it touched me. Anyhow, I just wanted to share the text with you guys, so there it is.