Actually, this
I'm all for euthanasia instead of mindlessly drooling out my last few years unable to recognise my family. My nana is 97 and she has no fucking idea who I am or what's going on - what kind of life is that for anyone? Fuck that. I'd rather be dead.
(berk, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 12:08, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Mine died of it
And her last 3 years were as if she wasn't there at all. But the 3 years before that she'd go from "I'll be fine, don't worry about me" to "Oh, what's going to be of me! I'm going to end up forgetting everything!" to "And who are you again?"

Awful.
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Wed 18 Aug 2010, 12:14, Reply)

I'd quite like to go by alzheimers, because at least you wouldn't see it coming
unlike buses
(Bret Mong Keys Eggs has wet his weapon, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 12:19, Reply)

Well, you do
From the moment you're diagnosed until you lose your mind (and it can take years and years) you know what's going to happen, and you know you're going to forget everything and everybody. It's very sad.
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Wed 18 Aug 2010, 12:26, Reply)

in that case I'll stick with the buses

(Bret Mong Keys Eggs has wet his weapon, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 12:26, Reply)

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 13:15, Reply)