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                 Her Beautiful Big Brown Eyes




                                   A Daughter’s Journey with Dementia









                                                                I found myself standing outside the neurologist’s
                                                                o ce  of a  renowned  institution  where I  was  just
                                                                given the devastating diagnosis of my mother’s
                                                                illness.  After explaining her condition to me in a low
                                                                lit, sterile, examining room, with the eyes of his
                                                                training residents on me, her neurologist said, “You
                                                                can give her the diagnosis in a way she can
          Asha Shajahan, MD, MHSA
                                                                understand.”

                                                                Tears rolled down my face. I am a doctor. I break
                                                                bad news and give diagnoses several times a day.
                                                                This is my bread and butter. But this time, I had to
                                                                give it to my own family.  I knew what it would mean
                                                                for my mother’s future as well as my father’s, and
                                                                the destructive impact it would have on our entire
                                                                family.

                                                                My mother has posterior cortical atrophy, a rare
                                                                form    of  early-onset   dementia    with   visual
                                                                impairment. There is no cure, no e ective
                                                                treatment, and the condition will only worsen.

                                                                I flew across the country in search of the latest
                                                                research. I spoke to famous specialists who could
                                                                only  o er  clinical  trials  that  they  themselves  said
                                                                were not even close to a cure. I read journal after
                                                                journal, emailed physicians and researchers, and
                                                                traveled to  various  specialists.  I  got  the  same
                                                                answer. No cure. No treatment.

                                                                I felt defeated.

                                                                I had failed my mother. What was the point of being
                                                                a doctor if I couldn’t treat my own mother?  Anger,
                                                                sadness, denial all brewed inside me.
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