My mother, who was fine but with memory problems, seems to be progressing rapidly through the beginning to middle stages of dementia. We are trying to deal with the thousand and one problems that this entails. She hasn't been formally diagnosed, but Alzheimer's is only truly diagnosed via autopsy. The symptoms, though, are typically Alzheimer's.
As far as I know, I don't hold power of attorney yet, but I need to get it, and I'm worried about whether my mother (who is aware there is something wrong but not necessarily aware of the severity of her illness) will consent. I need to be able to make arrangements to go to her appointments and set up care for my father, who is elderly and frail and has Parkinson's. My mother is his caregiver. My mother is also our de facto babysitter, and she doesn't know that she can't do this anymore.
I am planning and working and having occasional bursts of intense sadness and grief. My sons will never have another day of Grandma time. My daughters will never spend the day with my mum and dad and be spoiled and happy and delightful. We are working with my parents' church community for support because they are known there, and we don't know very many people at our church. They've been amazing.
I am so sad.