I am fabricating this from words that have been said to me by caregivers, about their family.
Dear sister, I love you and I need your help. As you know, mom has alzheimers disease, and she has to be watched 24 hours a day. I have done that for over two years, alone.
When I asked you to help, you said you could not stand to see “your mom”, this way. You asked me not to tell you about the violent outbursts she has when I am cleaning her up, due to her incontinence.
Sis, I need your help. I need you to see her this way. I not only need you to let me speak of the horrors of this disease, but also witness them.
I need your help sis. I love you.