Archives for the day of: May 10, 2011

Mama, being the oldest of four sisters would always have a “god” mother role in our family. She was a stastics major in university, and has always been good with numbers. Being a housewife, she would take us and pick us up from school every day for eighteen years,in addition to taking care of the house,making sure lunch was ready, and helping us with our home work. She would also drop us off and pick us up from our friends on the weekend. Superman wouldve been proud of her. . The things she did for us, we only realized and appreciated it when we had our own kids.

She was never a ‘socialite’ but had a strong relationship with a handful of people, and this was mainly due to the fact she lived abroad from marriage until 1988. During the invasion, my father was stuck in kuwait for over two weeks. We were in cairo with mama, and didnt have any form of communication with him, she still managed to enrol us into a top school and made sure our education wasnt halted.

Mama was and still is a very determined and strong willed person. Thats definately a trait i hope i get from her.

 

Maybe i shouldve had this as my first post, but the point of this website will be to post random things about mama and her fight with psp, and also to explain it better to family and friends. Your comments and feedback is highly appreciated.

From wikipedia. . “Progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP) (or the Steele-Richardson-Olszewski syndrome, after the Canadian physicians who described it in 1963) is a rare degenerative disease involving the gradual deterioration of selected areas of the brain.”

It all started over ten years ago, my mother who was in her mid forties began changing quickly. The summer im referring to is still in the back of my head, she would get angry all of a sudden and would get quick mood swings, we all noticed it. The first thing that came to mind was, ” yeahh shes going through menopause, its just a phase”.

This phase, lasted a few years. . And it was difficult for the whole family, our caring and loving mother turned into a different person. A person, who didnt show interest in the things that mattered before, a person who didnt want to socialize as she did before. It was the beginning of psp, the signs were there, but even the best doctors couldnt pinpoint it until 7 years later.

That summer was when we realized mama would never be the same again. . .