An early image: May 2005, when I first started shooting all the time.
And what's really strange is that this profile is so recognizable...........
I was given a doctor's note when we left - to show to any security people who stopped us on the subway/street - my father would be radioactive for up to 2 days after this test....
Nobody stopped us.
This scan was done because my father's Alzheimer's is so atypical. The doctor wanted to see if there was evidence of a past stroke. There wasn't.
My father died peacefully on February 6, 2012. I had arrived a few hours before he died, so I had time to sit by him and talk and even moisten his lips with the long-promised scotch I had with me. I don't know if he heard me, but he smacked his lips from the scotch, My father had Alzheimer's and had donated his brain to the Alzheimer's study he'd been part of at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center. I'll continue to post for a while.
Tuesday, May 3, 2005
My dad's brain during a pet scan May 05
Labels:
alzheimer's,
dad,
dementia,
elderly,
father,
nursing home,
parent
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