Pat Summitt stepping down as Lady Vols’ coach

I was stunned last year when Pat Summitt announced she was suffering from Alzheimer’s.  A strong, independent woman.  Charismatic.  Role model for others. My mom shared these same traits, and I think that makes it even harder to imagine her, like Coach Summitt, falling prey to the disease.   I’ve said so many times over the years that my mom was the LAST person I would have ever expected to suffer its wrath, and I felt the same about Pat Summitt.

Well, today, just eight months after the announcement, at age 59, Pat Summitt told the world she is stepping down as head coach.  On a positive note, the winningest coach in college basketball history – male or female – will assume the title of “head coach emeritus.”  While she will no longer actively coach the team, it sounds like she will continue to be very much a part of the program for as long as the disease allows.

My mom always loved watching women’s basketball and had great respect for Coach Summitt.  Who would have imagined that the two would end up having so much in common?  Pat Summitt – and my mom – remind us that Alzheimer’s can strike anyone, regardless of age, gender, status, or strength of character.  It knows no bounds, and  does not discriminate, which makes is so terribly imperative that a cure is found…

To read more about today’s announcement, follow this link and if you would like to contribute to this year’s Walk to End Alzheimer’s or join Marilyn’s Mighty Memory Makers, visit our team site.

… Until next time… Carpe diem…

Mom Update

Had such a nice visit with mom yesterday. While her speech wasn’t very clear, she was talking quite a bit – I just couldn’t understand much of what she was saying. Generally, though, sans a few rough moments, she was in a sweet mood and was very loving. After sitting awhile, I asked if she wanted to go outside to enjoy the beautiful spring weather, and she responded with a nod.

She was unusually steady on her feet and faster (though still verrrry slow) than usual. And, she wanted to walk much longer than she normally does. Typically, a few steps up the driveway and she’s ready to go inside, but yesterday we walked about half the length of the lane twice, picking little flowers and cute miniature pinecones along the way.

I took this as she was apparently telling Deb how things were in her own animated way!

And, this is a photo one of the girls texted me earlier in the week. I absolutely love the big smile on her face! These are such real, raw moments!

Knowing she is so well cared for and so loved by the girls at Eason House gives me a sense of peace that I truly can’t describe. Does she have bad days? Absolutely. In fact, there are some hellish days, and those are the days when I worry about what the future holds. Fortunately, at this point, there are still more good days than bad.

… Until next time… Carpe diem…

Spoken from experience

Joan Lunden is a long-time advocate for Alzheimer’s and dementia awareness, as she navigates the journey with her mother. This article tells a bit of their story, and many of us who are walking or have walked in her shoes can certainly identify with her words.

… Until next time… Carpe diem…