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Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
The day my mother got ready for the dance was a hard day in her dementia. She tried to dress in nicer clothes, but her fashion sense had gone awry and nothing really matched. Her lipstick looked garish. She perched on the arm of the… Continue Reading “Ache”
What is one of the scariest situations you have been in because of dementia? Let’s face it — dementia can be a scary thing, for everyone involved. Every time I see another news story about someone with dementia wandering off, my stomach tightens. There,… Continue Reading “Scary Travels with Alzheimer’s”
What was the first indication you had that something was not right? Was it a peculiar behavior or a specific incident? My mother always knew six ways to anywhere. And the rest stops along the way. And the quality of the bathrooms at the… Continue Reading “Six Ways to Anywhere”
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 