Sharing a story I’d written a year ago on World Alzheimer’s Day, today. To see someone you love lose their memory and forget their name, their age, their family, you, who love them is distressing. It takes a toll on the caregiver. So, if you’ve been a caregiver or know someone who is, do support them in any manner you can.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked concerned
“Yes I did.”
“How are you feeling now?”
“I’m much better. Please don’t worry,” she said, her voice soft
“How can I not worry? I am your son.”
“Son?” she asked confused.
“You must go and rest. You just got discharged from the hospital yesterday,” he continued ignoring her question.
“Yes, but I told you I have rested. I have been resting since a week.”
“A week. Yes. It had me worried. If something happened to you, how would I live?”
“I told you not to worry. I am fine. But I am not your mother and you’re not my son.”
“I understand you are angry with me for not staying by your bedside. I wanted to stay with you in the hospital but Bill wouldn’t hear of it. He said a lady would sleep with you in the room and that she…
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