I found her at the kitchen table with a yellow legal pad.
All tagged dementia
I found her at the kitchen table with a yellow legal pad.
It only happened once and even in his locked-up world he appeared to immediately realize his mistake.
I comb through her closet, a history of her body and life before dementia and heart failure.
In the morning on my birthday, my mother texted “Happy Birthday.” Texting instead of calling … strange.