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Howdy, New Readers! Thanks for reading Exiern!
Written by Scott T. Hicken with art by Antipus, the comic updates Mondays. Please check out the Archive to enjoy the earlier adventures of Typh and Peonie!
Exiern contains mature themes and is best for readers 18+.
Dementia and Alzheimer? In a fantasy World? With a over God called the Dreamer that likes to Screw Personally with Tyths Life… yer Right….. There more here than meets the Eye and this is a world wear People’s Memories and reality can be changed.. What If Reality was Rewritten by the Dreamer and this Guy (unfortunately for him) Made his Save Roll?
@Kuraimizu, even spellsingers have their limits, and the workings of the human brain have never been fully understood. Even if they have magic that allows the nervous system to regenerate, that’s no guarantee that the functionality of something as complex, intricate, and delicate as the human brain can be completely restored.
Dementia. Darn. I hope Jonathon’s on to something.
Be advised that not all dementia is Alzheimer’s. Dad’s memory went, and his ability to keep up with his surroundings went, but his doctor believes that was due to a series of microstrokes.
But yeah, this looks like full on Alzheimer’s to my uneducated eye. Very sorry to see.
Actually, this does not look like the Alzheimer’s I have spent the last 5 years watching over and visiting. Fortunately, Mom’s Federal Employee’s Insurance and government pension paid for excellent care in a local adult foster care home.
Mom died in March, and she was able to go on walks with me nearly every day till the middle of October. Because she had always walked in her Hillsdale neighborhood with its steep slopes. At the age of 94 she still had the strength to walk, but could not do so reliably.
That was after the Alzheimer’s began to take the cerebellum as well as the the frontal lobes and the hypothalmus and what people normally think of when they say Alzheimers. Mom knew she was going downhill. She was scared for 5 full years, after the doctor asked her to stop driving and me to take over that task. But she remained the sweet lady she had been. Only when they stopped a particular medication for some weeks last fall did she resist violently when her foster-home caretakers wanted her to go back to bed, at 2:00 hours.
This does not look like Alzheimers, but I can testify that *any* help to a caretaker/relative would be an immense relief from the burden. Tiff does have the money to ameliorate that for her grandmother, and it would be a fine development in her character.
In the late 1990s my mother started to show the early signs of Alzheimers/Vascular Dementia, later she got to the stage where she fought the strange man in the house (my father) and wanted to go out to babysit a babygirl who had died years ago in her 60s. Later she became increasingly frail and unable to walk, and so was bedridden at home for over 2 years before her body died of cancer, my mother had died years before from the Alzheimers. When she was still mobile my father could take her to a care home once a week for Respite care, a great boon for him.
This bit of the story is not going to be easy for me.
I have worked in Senior Services for over 25 years. The many kinds of frailty in later years seem crimes of nature. From strokes to RA, dementias, cancers, bad hips, knees, could keep going on. The human body wears out, sometimes before the mind, sometimes long after. Caregiving and watching a loved one and the family go through this- is not easy. I know this from work and personal. Any help you can give a caregiver is a boon. Even kind words.
Tiff seems adaptable. And her Grandmother very resilient, resourceful, and has resources. Interesting to see where this goes.
Still no indication on the source of Tiff’s stray lock. Behar? No one mentioned ‘Behar’ until Tiffany asked about the name.
His, I do so wish you could go to a straight twice-weekly update. Three per two weeks is still too slow to keep track.
looks like those who guessed dementia and Alzheimer were right.
you’d think as it’s biological, spellsingers would be able to fix it.
Dementia and Alzheimer? In a fantasy World? With a over God called the Dreamer that likes to Screw Personally with Tyths Life… yer Right….. There more here than meets the Eye and this is a world wear People’s Memories and reality can be changed.. What If Reality was Rewritten by the Dreamer and this Guy (unfortunately for him) Made his Save Roll?
Actually Chaucer59, Grampa mentioned Behar in a previous page
Yup, mentioned Behar in the last page
How nice Grandpa has a nice, coherent and consistent delusion to live in. I wish the dementia patients I deal with were that… “handle-able”. :/
@Kuraimizu, even spellsingers have their limits, and the workings of the human brain have never been fully understood. Even if they have magic that allows the nervous system to regenerate, that’s no guarantee that the functionality of something as complex, intricate, and delicate as the human brain can be completely restored.
What a sucky first meeting for grandparent and grandchild. :-\
Must be hard on Tyffany’s grandmother, too, taking care of her husband like this…
Dementia. Darn. I hope Jonathon’s on to something.
Be advised that not all dementia is Alzheimer’s. Dad’s memory went, and his ability to keep up with his surroundings went, but his doctor believes that was due to a series of microstrokes.
But yeah, this looks like full on Alzheimer’s to my uneducated eye. Very sorry to see.
Hopefully Tiff Gets Gram’s a maid to help out with Gramp’s. She has a lot of gold a little would go a long way to help out here.
Actually, this does not look like the Alzheimer’s I have spent the last 5 years watching over and visiting. Fortunately, Mom’s Federal Employee’s Insurance and government pension paid for excellent care in a local adult foster care home.
Mom died in March, and she was able to go on walks with me nearly every day till the middle of October. Because she had always walked in her Hillsdale neighborhood with its steep slopes. At the age of 94 she still had the strength to walk, but could not do so reliably.
That was after the Alzheimer’s began to take the cerebellum as well as the the frontal lobes and the hypothalmus and what people normally think of when they say Alzheimers. Mom knew she was going downhill. She was scared for 5 full years, after the doctor asked her to stop driving and me to take over that task. But she remained the sweet lady she had been. Only when they stopped a particular medication for some weeks last fall did she resist violently when her foster-home caretakers wanted her to go back to bed, at 2:00 hours.
This does not look like Alzheimers, but I can testify that *any* help to a caretaker/relative would be an immense relief from the burden. Tiff does have the money to ameliorate that for her grandmother, and it would be a fine development in her character.
In the late 1990s my mother started to show the early signs of Alzheimers/Vascular Dementia, later she got to the stage where she fought the strange man in the house (my father) and wanted to go out to babysit a babygirl who had died years ago in her 60s. Later she became increasingly frail and unable to walk, and so was bedridden at home for over 2 years before her body died of cancer, my mother had died years before from the Alzheimers. When she was still mobile my father could take her to a care home once a week for Respite care, a great boon for him.
This bit of the story is not going to be easy for me.
Alzheimer’s is a crime by nature…
What if he’s entirely lucid? What if he was the King of Crow and Typhan-knee is now essentially the female King of Crowns (whatever that was).
I have worked in Senior Services for over 25 years. The many kinds of frailty in later years seem crimes of nature. From strokes to RA, dementias, cancers, bad hips, knees, could keep going on. The human body wears out, sometimes before the mind, sometimes long after. Caregiving and watching a loved one and the family go through this- is not easy. I know this from work and personal. Any help you can give a caregiver is a boon. Even kind words.
Tiff seems adaptable. And her Grandmother very resilient, resourceful, and has resources. Interesting to see where this goes.
The worst thing with my mother was my fear that “she” was still in there but just couldn’t communicate.
I am still 7 years later upset that my main feeling when her body died was relief.
As long as it was relief that she is free of the pain and suffering, then it’s okay Jon
@Bart In a self retconning univerese snything is possible.