One my family member had dementia and disability condition 2 decades ago. my father, mother, little brother and I visited the great grandfather and great grandmother in my grandfather's home on weekends when I was a kid. I wasn't happy at that time because it took us a whole weekend staying in my grand father's house and sacrifice my little tiny leisure time to be with best friend in school. Life is changed. I remember my great grandmother had dementia one day, She told me that she know me but she wanted to ask my name again because she can't remember. I was shocked like a cat seeing the car in front of me. I told her few times but I give up because I came to see them every weekends. My great grandfather was gloating her about her dementia next to me when my great grandmother reminded me "What is my name? "
Looking back to this scene, they were much healthier than others because they are around 90 and it was later than the average happening time of dementia. I'm greatful that our family took care of them well so they can live longer. However, in her last few years, my great grandma still suffered the dementia and diabetes disease which means even a small wound on her skin would cause infection seriously. Besides, our big family took care of them with diapers.
Moreover, we monitored her diapers frequently. She had no wonder to wear it. And I think no one likes to wear a diaper with some u