Stories

Mary’s Story

Don’t let fear or misconceptions hold you back from getting the care you need.

Hello, my name is Liping Zhong, but you can call me Mary. I used to be a lecturer in Russian literature at Shanghai University of Foreign Affairs. My Russian name is Maria, which I’ve kept, but here in Australia, I go by Mary.

When my husband and I moved to Sydney to be closer to our children, I was thrilled with the change of scenery and the chance to be with my family. However, over time, I began noticing subtle changes in my memory and cognitive abilities. I often misplaced items and forgot important appointments. Once, I even forgot my way back home from a familiar park.

At first, I attributed these lapses to the stress of the move and adjusting to a new country. I thought, “It’s just part of getting older.” However, these incidents became more frequent, and I began to worry. One day, my daughter found me confused and lost in our neighbourhood, and she insisted that we visit a doctor.

Our GP was very understanding and suggested some tests. When the results came back, I was diagnosed with dementia. It was a shock, but it was also a relief to finally understand what was happening. My GP explained that dementia is a brain disease and not just a part of ageing. She reassured me that with the right support and management, I could still enjoy a good quality of life.

My husband and children were incredibly supportive. They helped me access dementia-specific care available through Australia’s healthcare system. These included cognitive rehabilitation and a chronic disease management plan, which helped me better manage my symptoms.

One of the most important aspects of my care was the emotional and psychological support I received. My GP referred me to a psychologist, which made a significant difference in maintaining my mental health and overall well-being. I also joined a support group for people with dementia, where I found a community of understanding and encouraging people.

Planning for the future became a priority. With my family’s help, I made legal arrangements like enduring guardianship and adjusted my lifestyle to focus on my well-being and the things I love. Despite the challenges, I found a dementia diagnosis did not mean the end of my meaningful contributions.

Now, I volunteer at a local community centre, sharing my love for literature and languages with others. I have also started a small book club, where I can engage with my passion and stay mentally active. My journey with dementia has taught me the importance of seeking help early and staying connected with loved ones.

My message to others facing similar challenges is to seek help early. Dementia is a difficult diagnosis, but with the right support, it is possible to lead a fulfilling life. Don’t let fear or misconceptions hold you back from getting the care you need.