To me living with dementia seems like it would be being on a constant
trip. (I prefer to use the term “living with" instead of "suffering from”). There’s different stages and phases depending on severity of the dementia, similar with the stages and phases of doing drugs.
When an individual enters the early stages of dementia they realize something is wrong or different - often denying it and have frequent lucid moments - much like someone on drugs. Although a person doing drugs might not try to deny the feelings they are experiencing but know something inside their body is different or irregular.
When they reach the middle stages of dementia it is still possible to explain to them what is going on in their brain. They will probably agree with you if put it gently “You know you’re 85 years old…. and at 85 your memory is bound to get a little “fuzzy”, right?”. So, much like the individual doing drugs, they realize something is going on in their brain but just aren’t quite sure what. There are always exceptions to every story though; some stubborn individuals mights say “No, there’s nothing wrong with my memory!” or maybe “No, the drugs aren’t doing anything” when really they’re on their way to being fucked.
By the time they have reached the late stages on dementia, or the drug trip, they might start to become a “different person”. Their cognitive state gets a little crazy - their personality might change - they might say or do things they wouldn’t normally say. The way a person living with dementia or on drugs process things in their brains gets to be a little wacked. Attention span get’s all weird - they might have a different look in their eyes. Hell they might even be more personable and even become a better person! They might start to share stories and feelings they wouldn’t normally share… which could be a good thing.. could always be thing you wish to never hear or speak of again.
The severe or peak stages of dementia/drugs can vary on the individual. Some people might need to sit, or melt into a wheelchair or chair. They might start to pace/walk/run or need to move frantically and constantly - or they might even become comatose. Again, all depending on the individual. Music is often associated with this stage of either party. Music Therapy has been statistically proven (by me and other professionals) to be beneficial for those living with dementia. An 89 year old can be totally out to lunch, thinking she’s back living in her homeland: Scotland, at age15 and needs to “get home to her mother because she has to help do the chores before sun-down” and won’t sit still or listen to what you’re saying or asking - when all of a sudden you throw on “My Bonnie” and she stops what she’s doing, sits down and sings every goddamn word to the song and is happy as a pig in shit. At the end of the song she’s a totally different person - she’s in another place, another world… she’s cool with what you’re asking or saying. A person climaxing on their drug trip might go to a different place, a place or feeling they remember from years ago - a fucking awesome place. Music really does help the brain, no matter what stage your brain is at at that moment in time.
So, maybe doing drugs gives us a taste of what’s to come in our future. But who the fuck knows because there is no cause to dementia… except genetics, alcoholism, drug use, damage to the brain, neurodegenerative diseases, “plaques” and “tangles” that have formed in the brain. WHo dAh FUk KNOWS.
And a cure? Much like cancer - there isn’t one. So Drugs or Dementia - we’re in store for a good trip.