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LIVING POSITIVELY WITH DEMENTIA
By
Lynn Jackson (1/2002)
Today I have been asked to tell you a little about what it is like to live with a diagnosis of
dementia.
I will tell you about how I came to be diagnosed, what happened afterwards, what I am doing
now to live positively the best I can, and make some suggestion regarding how you might be able
to better help people in the early stages of dementia manage better.
I will also tell you about the Dementia Advocacy and Support Network (DASN) International and
how it continues to be an integral part of my life.
I am 46 years old and have the early stages of Frontotemporal dementia. Who knows? I may
even have a frontal variant of Alzheimer’s Disease. Frontotemporal Dementia (FTD) or Picks
Complex as some refer to it as, is one of the “other” dementia’s that ultimately ends up like
Alzheimer’s, but its initial symptoms start off a little differently.
As of now, not many people have decided to come “out of the closet,” so to speak, to tell others
their story, to tell people what is wrong with them. Why is this? It is because dementias, like
Alzheimer’s disease, still have terrible stigmas attached to them. So much so that the person
diagnosed with dementia is not only traumatized by it, but feels ashamed of it, and hides from the
world.
With a lot of hard work, a wonderful doctor, the passage of time, love from family, friends and
other people with dementia, I have, for the most part, overcome this stigma. This has been one of
the hardest things that I have ever done, and at times I am still not 100% comfortable with it,
because a bit of denial and grieving manage to creep back into my feelings every now and then.
Why do I put myself through all this? Well, certainly not because I find it easy! I do it because I
hope that one day we will treat these physical brain diseases like any other disease of our body. I
do it in hopes that people with dementia will begin to be treated with more respect and dignity

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and to help others recognize how much coping we must do to accomplish even simple things
throughout a normal day. Things everyone else takes for granted.
If you could see the damage to our brains, like you could if we had an arm or leg missing, you
would be very proud of us for the way we are managing, despite our unseen missing and damaged
parts.
When My Story Began
In hindsight, my disease may have subtly started over 10 years ago when I uncharacteristically
started to have outbursts of anger and aggression towards a doctor that I worked with in the
emergency room. I had been an emergency room RN for 14 years, had previously never
displayed any aggression to any of my co-workers.
Becoming irritable, anxious, agitated and emotionally volatile for no apparent reason can all be
symptoms of Frontotemporal Dementia
Not knowing the real source of my “uncharacteristic” behavior, I decided that I may just be burnt
out and that a job change was in order. However, I didn’t just choose to do something small
though! Boy oh boy, did I ever make a big change - I decided to move to Mexico City. A very
strange decision since: 1) I was a single woman, 2) I didn’t have a job there, and 3) I didn’t even
speak Spanish! However, at that time it didn’t even faze me as I was 36 years old and fearless.
Loss of logical thinking and ability to think forward means one can have difficulty seeing the
repercussions of their own behavior. This could lead to major lifestyle and abrupt career
changes. These can be additional signs of Frontotemporal dementia.
I did end up getting a job teaching English for a year and was then able to network in order to
land my dream job with Medtronic, the company that invented the pacemaker. I was hired to
open up their angioplasty product market in Mexico and Central America. My energy level and
determination to succeed were both high, and I won a very prestigious sales and marketing award
within the company. I loved my job, but for some reason I again began having lots of angry
outbursts with co-workers. It seemed that any little thing would set me off.

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I didn’t realize that I was cursing very frequently until my boss came to me one day and asked
“Lynn, do all Canadian ladies use that “f” word as frequently as you do? I truly had not realized
that I was swearing. It took a concentrated effort to stop. I would substitute “Jeepers!” each
time I got upset instead. Soon I became affectionately known as “Jeepers Jackson” among my
co-workers.
Uncharacteristic swearing, caused by loss of social inhibitions, can be a symptom of
Frontotemporal dementia.
In spite of my behavior changes I found myself apologizing often but was still able to become
good friends with my co-workers and other people outside of work. I developed a huge network
of friends. Mexico lent itself naturally to “fiesta” or party time, and I was a real social butterfly.
My 40
th
birthday party marked another clue that went undetected at the time, because I was
totally unaware that dementia had already subtly crept into my life. Every symptom I’ve
mentioned thus far could have been also caused by stress, fatigue or many other more common
causes. My friends had organized a lovely party, inviting 60 people. The only problem was, I,
the Birthday girl was the first to leave because the house had too many people in it, the music was
too loud, and a single glass of wine had already made me tipsy and uncomfortable with
everything around me. The party girl was now the party pooper ---- unheard of! I found myself
excusing myself from more and more invitations and actually preferred staying at home alone.
Social withdrawal can be a symptom of dementia.
Later, Medtronic transferred me to Puerto Rico. I was their #1 salesperson, and who else should
get the Caribbean and South America?
They put up with my angry outbursts and crying spells in exchange for high sales performance. I
was beginning to be very emotionally labile and would cry frequently when upset. This was so
out of character for me. I am sure that if I had been working in the U.S. or Canada I would have
been fired or demoted!
Ungated emotions can be another symptom of dementia.

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Moving from Mexico City to Puerto Rico was supposed to be a great advancement in my career.
Here I was with the perfect job that I had always dreamed of, traveling all over the world,
meeting wonderful people, eating at fancy restaurants, wearing great clothes. I had great family
and friends. What more could a person desire? I had the world by the tale.
But slowly my life began to fall apart due to increased responsibility and stress. I had lots more
clients and new products to learn.
After the move, I found it very difficult to learn my new address and telephone number. After
several months I still had to look at my business card for this information. I would dial a phone
number and by the time someone answered, I would forget whom I needed to speak to. It took
me weeks to learn how to get to and from my office and I sometimes got lost while driving.
Learning Spanish was a struggle for me although I had lived in Spanish speaking countries for 6
years.
Problems encoding memory and loss of the ability to recall short-term memory can be symptoms
of dementia.
I was also not reading books anymore. I had always been an avid reader but now found myself
buying magazines for their shorter articles.
Shortened attention span and being easily distracted can be symptoms of dementia.
While traveling, I started to misread the times on my airplane tickets. I nearly missed flights or
arrived at the airport way too early. I was having problems following instructions and writing
them down did not help. I began forgetting to take important travel items such as makeup,
pajamas or my passport when I traveled. I was becoming very blunt, demanding and rude with
my co-workers.
Having difficulties seeing things from alternative perspectives can be a symptom of dementia.
Thank goodness for some reason I was my “normal” self when I was visiting my clients. They did
not see the side of me that was starting to be affected by dementia.

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I mentioned winning a prestigious sales award. Along with that went an all expense paid
Caribbean cruise. Nice eh? Should have been a dream come true. I went on the cruise with
some of my co-workers and friends, but I could not enjoy myself. Everything seemed to be just
“too much.” Too much was happening around me- too much noise and too many people. I just
wanted to be alone in my cabin and enjoy the peace and quiet. That was definitely not like the old
me!!
Emotional blunting, loss of emotional warmth and expression can be additional symptoms of
dementia.
Once again, I did not know or realize what was happening. I just thought that I was tired,
overworked, and stressed. I had an excuse for everything. Now I know that it was the atrophy
(or shrinkage) happening in my frontal lobes that was causing me to experience all of these subtle
symptoms and uncharacteristic behaviors.
I sensed that something was wrong with me when I started to lose energy. I became fatigued
continually. On the weekends, I could barely get myself out of bed to do house work or errands.
Trying to keep on top of housecleaning was nearly impossible. I finally ended up hiring a
cleaning lady to compensate.
People with dementia can experience excessive fatigue.
I was repeatedly making a mess of my daily breakfast routine. I inadvertently dumped the coffee
grounds into my cereal or the orange juice into my coffee or vice versa. The first time this
happened I didn’t think anything of it. It happened again and again so I started to be suspicious.
In addition, my morning coffee at home would not be enough to wake me up. I had to keep
drinking several strong Puerto Rican espressos throughout the day to keep me going.
I would come home from work and find the milk carton in the cupboard and would ask myself,
“Why did I do that?” On another day I might come home and see many boxes of Kleenex in the
cupboard and would again ask myself, “Did I buy all of those?”
My speech became halted and faltering. Some of my English pronunciation was not correct. I
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I would forget mid-sentence what I was talking about. It happened again and again. This was very
embarrassing as you can imagine. Luckily I had very nice clients who would tell me “don’t
worry Lynn, I will read the instructions. You go on home and rest.”
Inability to organize words and thoughts while speaking can be a symptom of dementia.
And then I developed headaches for the first time, and my head seemed to be in a “fog.”
Coworkers would frequently find me staring off into space while I was sitting in my office.
On a routine visit to my doctor, I casually mentioned these problems. He did many blood tests,
but all turned up normal so I continued to put the ill feelings down to stress and over worked.
I had an MRI of my head done because, while these symptoms were happening, the sole of my
right foot was going numb.
When I picked up the MRI results, I read the report since it was in an unsealed envelope. Looking
back now, I can laugh at how I could not understand the words. The scan results did not compute
for me, a nurse, who had read and interpreted hundreds of MRI reports before in the ER. I
understood the words, but could not understand what they meant all strung together. I sat down
on a bench in the lobby of the MRI clinic re-reading the report over and over again and honestly,
I could not figure out if I had too much brain or too little!
The neurologist then did further testing, blood work and a lumbar puncture. I am sure he gave me
a psychological exam too since he also happened to be a psychiatrist. He never mentioned
dementia or the word Frontotemporal, or Alzheimer’s to me, he simply wrote me a prescription
for some pills that he said would “help my memory”. Luckily those pills were Aricept. On the
Internet I discovered it was a medication used for Alzheimer’s disease. Aricept was the only
antidementia medication available at the time. If it would have been today, the doctor may have
prescribed Exelon or Galantamine instead.
It did not faze me that maybe I had Alzheimer’s or another form of dementia. I just knew that I
was not functioning well and that hopefully these pills would help. I wanted to continue the
wonderful life that I had built, and these memory problems, confusion, and foggy-head were
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On the urging of a co-worker, I took my MRI to a neurosurgeon client of hers. He took one look
at my MRI and said: “Lynn, you have the brain of a very old person. You need more
investigation, and I suggest you go to Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston for further
testing.” Within a month I was on my way to Boston.
During the next year I would have five visits there for thorough evaluations and testing. I still
had no idea what was wrong with me. I was not functioning well at work. The Aricept had
helped some. It had cleared the “fogginess” and made me more alert, and had helped my speech
some, but I was still getting easily confused and frustrated. My energy level was way down and I
found it harder and harder to organize my work.
Loss of organizational skills can be a symptom of dementia.
In January 1999, I was sent for yet another opinion and it was decided that I had the early stages
of Frontotemporal dementia. The words of the diagnosis did not faze me. I learnt later that I had
what is called a “non-plussed” reaction. I could not have cared one way or the other about what
they were telling me, and I certainly did not understand the ramifications of having such a
diagnosis. I was in what I refer to as “dementia land.”
Emotional “blunting” and apathy can be other symptoms of dementia.
It was not until I moved back home to Vancouver and was referred to Dr. Sheldon, a
geriatric/psychiatrist/pharmacologist who was doing ground breaking pharmacological work with
dementia patients, that I was able to get back into the “reality land” again.
Over time I began to feel better. Dr. Sheldon’s drug regime was helping my extreme apathy and
my erratic behavior problems. I was able to be more active and alert. However, on the down
side, along with starting to feel better came the realization of the full impact that my diagnosis
would have on my life.
Once back in “reality land” again I started to grieve and oh what a terrible year I had. I felt very
depressed and went in and out of denial, grief, disbelief and anger, until I finally came to some
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Boston, I have been through the UBC dementia clinic and have been to the Mayo Clinic where
they reconfirmed my diagnosis. I just had to make sure it was correct!
Having some form of acceptance of my disease is where the “coming out” I talked about earlier
comes in to play. I still have days where I am in denial, when I look at myself functioning quite
well and think surely you can’t have that dreaded disease. Then a bad day (or a bad moment)
comes along, and I know that maybe they did make the right diagnosis.
Once I started to feel better, and finding no early stage support group available in Vancouver, I
went to the Internet in search of help. I was lucky to find a group of people with similar problems
there. We soon formed a group called the Dementia Advocacy and Support Network (DASN),
which was later changed to DASN International. We have a website at
www.dasninternational.org Please feel free to check it out and join if you would like. The
email community is a good place to learn about how we with dementia think and feel.
There are about 150 people in this organization and about 1/3 of us are people with dementia
(PwiD’s) as we call ourselves. Others are people involved with our well being. We call these
people: temporarily abled-brains (TAB’s).
We PwiDs vary in age from 24-74 years old and all of us have a diagnosis of some form of
dementia. In the e-mail support group and chat room we can share openly while quietly sitting at
the computer where we feel unthreatened and comfortable, communicating with people who
really understand and care. Our experiences are so similar. I receive great solace knowing it’s not
just me, that others are experiencing similar problems.
I have since been instrumental in forming a support group in Vancouver and within the last few
months we already have 9 early stage people, the majority under the age of 65! We are sharing
our thoughts about rehabilitation or how to regain lost functions. We are encouraging each other
to live positively, and to laugh, love, hope, and enjoy each day as it comes.
So What Does It Feel Like To Have Early Stage Dementia?
Surely this diagnosis has to be one of the worst things a person could experience, especially
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It is a really frightening thing when no one can tell you how fast you will deteriorate. It is hard to
get across how that feels, but it gnaws at you continually and each day you wonder what faculty
might be lost next.
It’s a struggle to get through each day. I tire easily, mentally and physically, even after doing
simple things. No one really understands how hard it is to live life like this, so people tend to
trivialize how you feel, patronize you, and make out they feel the same way. They unwittingly
say things like: “I always forget things like that too!”
“That happens to me too”.
I have lived most of my life in the world of normal-brained people and now have passed across
into the world of brain deficits, and believe me, I know both worlds intimately, and I know they
are not the same.
I am able to appear fairly normal on the outside but there is a difference on the inside and that
pains me.
I now live in the “continual” present. That is a good thing that has happened to me because when
I am involved with doing something, I am totally involved and enjoying it and not worrying about
anything else.
Conversations can be hard to follow if they are moving too quickly. This goes for television
programs and movies also.
Background noises and the continual motion around me like in shopping malls, and restaurants or
road traffic can be very tiring. It is as if I have lost the filters in my brain. The noises are
amplified and I tend to just “dull out” when in a noisy crowded room.
I have good days and bad days. Some days I find that my thinking is slower, like my head is full
of cotton wool.
On bad days my speech is slower and I may mispronounce words or use words out of their proper
context. You can imagine the look on a waitresses face not too long ago, when I asked her if she
had a “farmhouse” when I actually meant to say “wine list”. We had a good laugh at the table
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It is difficult to get to sleep at night. It is as if I have lost the “off” switch in my brain. I must
take sleeping pills. I have days where I am more irritable than I would like to be, and others
when I am edgy and jumpy for no reason.
And of course, some of us experience hallucinations. A friend of mine who I have met on the
Internet shared how she saw people crawling up the walls for a few weeks. However, her care
partner did not try to ignore them, or say that they were not there. He acknowledged them and
told them that if they were going to be hanging around that there was plenty of housework they
could be doing. A short while afterwards they disappeared.
What Helps Me Cope So Well
First and foremost is my medication therapy. I am so blessed to have a doctor who has the
knowledge that he does and who is willing to work with me as a “partner” in trying to get the
right drugs and doses that will keep me functioning as well as possible. He lets me make the
decisions about whether-or-not to try a new medication or change a dosage of a current one.
Because of this I feel as if I still have some semblance of control regarding my life and it makes
me feel empowered. He is also a great psycho-therapist and spends a lot of time listening to me.
I know that I am doing better than expected because of the individualized medication regime
prescribed to me. Without my antidementia and other medications, I would be very slow, tired
and confused, unable to care for myself, let alone be able to come here to give this talk today.
But with my “battery chargers,” as I call them, I can enjoy a full day as long as I don’t encounter
too much debilitating stress.
The love of my family and friends also helps me get through hard days and gives me security and
hope for the future.
The mental exercise that the computer gives our brains is highly underrated so far. Many of us
believe it helps to build new neuronal pathways in our brains and then maintain them.
The computer also meets our emotional needs. It allows us the immediacy of responses that we
seem to desire and need these days. Our DASN group has a wide variety of abilities, expertise,

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backgrounds and careers. We call upon each other frequently whenever we need help with a
problem. We communicate by chat room, email, instant messenger and telephone.
A structured, environment helps me immensely as changes are difficult to deal with, so I enjoy a
lifestyle that is fairly routine each day.
Walking is also important to keep up my strength and I’ve found that getting outside of my home
helps ward of any hints of depression. It also keeps the blood pumping to my brain to nourish it
as best it can.
DASN International
I want to tell you a little more about the Internet support network called DASN International of
which I am one of the founders and of which I am currently serving as vice-president.
Many of us diagnosed with various dementias did not have the support we needed in our own
communities, but we did have access to the Internet. We soon realized that interacting with
people who had the same challenges made us feel better and that we wanted to help others in the
same situation.
DASN’s purpose is to promote respect and dignity for people with dementia. It provides a forum
for the exchange of information and encourages support mechanisms such as local groups,
counseling, and Internet linkages. We want to provide input to all organizations, agencies and
governments addressing the needs of people with dementia.
I can’t tell you how much DASN International has helped people already. Quite regularly we get
care partners writing to our email list saying how much better their PwiD is, how much more alert
and happy they are now that they have found other people with the same problems that they have.
When the quality of life of the person with dementia is improved, the quality of life for their care
partner is also enhanced and improved. Home relationships function better when family members
read the DASN e-mail and see other PwiDs acting and thinking the way that their PwiD does.
DASN’s slogan “Think Globally, Act Locally” is one that we follow closely. People from our
group attend local, national and international conferences. Two of us are on an Alzheimer

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Disease International working group. Four DASN people are board members (of their local
chapter of the Alzheimer’s Association) or are on steering committees. Two people have spoken
at the U.S. Congress about the need for more research funding for Alzheimer disease and related
dementias. Four DASN people have written books about their experiences with dementia.
We are out there “acting locally” giving presentations starting up support groups, trying to spread
the word that there is life after the diagnosis of dementia.
What Can You Do To Help Those with Dementia?
If you are a medical professional we ask that you provide us with information as soon as possible
after diagnosis. We want to learn the nature of our disease and that it is as individual as we are.
We need to know about anti-dementia drugs, and about the benefits of keeping mentally and
physically active. We invite you to become “partners” with us, whether you are a “medical
professional partner” or “care partner!”
We need to be encouraged to execute an enduring power of attorney or Representation
Agreement as soon as possible after our diagnosis, so that we can exercise our own choices about
our future while we are still able to.
We need information from you, our care partners, presented simply and clearly, limited to only a
few choices to make comprehension easier.
We need sincere encouragement from you to continue functioning as a normal human being.
We need encouragement from you to seek specialized counseling if necessary, so we can deal
with our emotions, and develop coping strategies.
We need your encouragement, support and assistance in finding a support group, either face to
face or on the Internet.
And then, we need the time and space to try to keep doing as much as we can. “Use it or lose it’
is painfully true in the case of dementia.

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Realize the effort it takes us to even complete simple things. If you could see the damage, as you
could if we had an arm or leg missing, you would be very proud of us and the way we are
managing despite missing or damaged parts of our brain.
Most importantly, don’t push us into something. We can’t think or speak fast enough at times to
let you know what our opinion is. Try to give us time to respond, to let you know whether we
really want to do what you’ve proposed. Being forced into things makes us upset or aggressive,
even fearful.
To make background noise bearable, recommend that ear plugs be worn as they will help
eliminate this extra noise and reduce confusion. Make eye contact all the time you speak to us. It
helps us maintain attention.
Lets work together to change paradigms about what persons with dementia can and can’t do.
Don’t limit us- help us push the envelopes of our new abilities.
We also ask you to be alert for discrimination against people with dementia. Together we can
make a difference.
Do what you can to help us achieve our full potential as long as we can.
We need to be treated as individuals who are coping with our disease as best we can.
We with early stage dementia are living history.
Summary
I hope that my talk today has given you just a little more insight into what it might feel like to live
with dementia and perhaps a better appreciation of what we people with early stage dementia may
need from you.
Thank you for giving me this opportunity to speak on behalf of all those people with dementia.
Lynn Jackson 1/2002