When Sheri got to the nursing home today
Bob was having snacks and coffee in the dining hall.
As soon as Sheri walked in "Al" said,
"Wasn't sure what time you were picking me up today"
As Sheri reminded him to get his cane, they walked in to his room
where is coat was on the bed ready to go.
Sheri hates this part.. She reaches down picks up his coat
and quietly hangs it back up in the closet. With Bob and Al standing next to her
she redirects and asks how his back is today.
They roam the halls to the large TV in a sitting area where "Al" begins to ramble
trying to recount his day...
Sheri's mind wanders as the reality that "Al's" memory is bouncing all over the place.
Sheri hates this. She feels like being here has made "their" memory worse.
But a dear friend at church told her that while Bob and "Al" were at home
Home masks the level of memory loss there really is, and that now Sheri is seeing
the truer picture if this disease...
Sheri loves taking pictures... but she doesn't like this picture at all.
The Sneaky Grief that Accompanies Gradual Loss
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