My Mom went on hospice this week. The diagnosis is "end-stage dementia."
We don't know how much time she has left, but it's hard to lose her a little bit at a time. I know it's especially hard for my Dad who has been caring for her. She's now in a hospice facility, because she really does need more care than he can handle.
It's hard to grieve for someone who is still here, but I find that's what I'm doing. Mom is still alive, but she isn't there anymore.