The stroy behind my topic...

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A few years back, my grandfather was diagnosed with Dementia. The doctors said that, most likely, it was caused by the fact that he has kidney failure. My grandfather was a military man for about 23 years and fought in three wars. For some reason, military men feel that their day is not complete until they have downed at least two martinis. Thus, enabling my grandfather's night drinking. A year ago, the Dementia turned into Alzheimer's. He is now in stage four out the seven stages. I've never had any kind of "father figure" or male role- model throughout my life, but my grandfather has always been there. He never talked much, and still doesn't, and even though we never had a really close relationship, he always understood me. We have this sort of silent bond that is a tad unexplicable to people who are foreign to these types of communication.

My grandfather is my inspiration, my reason for success, and most recently, my reason for writing this blog. He is kind of like my hero. He is the only real man I've ever known in my life, as well as the greatest. When I found out about the Alzheimer's, I began to do research to find out more about it. I wanted to be prepared and know what I could do to help. He shows signs of sinking into the final stages more and more each day, but he is still my grandfather. Long after he is gone I will continue to do whatever I can to support finding a cure, as well as all I can do to help find one.