Category Archives: Alzheimers

One by One

They often wondered if she was even there anymore and she could see it in their faces.  It was hard on them, but it had been harder on her.  She had watched her friends one by one succumb.  At every bridge table someone would bring up the latest to be diagnosed with Alzheimer’s  and the …

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Ole Man

Every morning…Slab of home-cured country ham, left from the night before hardtack biscuits (with sorghum molasses of course) and a couple a scrambled eggs;  his daughter would call um’ organic, he thought, shaking his head,  he just called um borrowed from Miss Henny Penny.  Big ole brown ones, double yoke most of the time.   …

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Undeliverable as Addressed.

It was wedged between the salt and pepper shakers and her Mother’s antique pewter sugar bowl. She had finished writing the letter way past midnight and had placed it on the kitchen table so that she would be sure to see it when she sat down for her morning coffee. Once it had been “Out …

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Class supplies

He had his spiral notebook,  an assortment of pens in his pocket protector  and  just in case they got picky, he even had some old number 2 pencils.   These were what he had brought with him the first time he went away to live, in a college dorm, so he figured this was gonna …

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Full Circle

She would tell them today. This had just gone on long enough. All the fussing around, the lifting, the feeding, the bathing, the changing, the incessant chatter and the looks. The looks were the worst. Standing around her with those pasted smiles. She knew it was all just a show put on for effect and …

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Joined

She:   He must be someone from the past.  Think.  Think, dammit.  Why can’t I remember who he is?  There is something about his face that is just so familiar.  Maybe it’s just one of those faces that you see everywhere and you automatically believe you have met that person before.  No, it’s not that.  Something …

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…the gift of Elinore..

Day in and day out she sat  in the room with very little changing in her world.  Rise and shine, up and at-um.  Bathing and dressing and being placed in her chair to be rolled off to meals and  then  returned, back again to her room.  Long was gone the spark in her eyes.  It …

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