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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRANDMA
The theme was “Life in the Thirties” the decade of Grandma’s birth. How to go about it? What provides the ambience? Old lamps, of course! Have some menus patterned after old school books. Reading them will be homework. Will Grandma … Continue reading
Posted in Friday Fictioneers, Uncategorized
Tagged dementia, Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle's picture prompt
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IT’S A MADHOUSE HERE
Ralph sighed and gazed at pebbles between his slippered feet. He was unusually lucid today. The sign says, “Mental health facility” but “It’s a madhouse here;” is what the residents say. The words sting. Three: Four siblings, five cousins in grandma’s … Continue reading
Posted in mental illness, Uncategorized
Tagged Alzheimer's, character study, dementia, mental health, mental illness
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THE ODD SPOUSE
Her scientist husband was at it again. It infuriated her, amused her, interested her, and drew her to him in spite of his oddities. She admired his inquisitive brain. This time he had somehow made a magnetic field in the … Continue reading
BUILDINGS AND PEOPLE GET OLD
NOTE: I question whether this is in poor taste. I am not being cynical, making light of a problem, nor being humorous. I am exaggerating, but I am recognizing that this kind of problem exists. We need more medical research … Continue reading
WHY PINK? DON’T KNOW…
“Strange how they leave me in here. Why pink? I don’t know. I understand the shells. There’s four inches of water in the tub. I swirl the shells around. Take the blue ones to make a geometric design. Then take the … Continue reading
CONFUSION
They say I’m in my son’s house Too old to live alone They say he’ll care for me But I know that cannot be. My son is a baby – he is only three. Challenge picture prompt – write … Continue reading
Posted in aging, dementia, Twittering Tales Challenge, Uncategorized
Tagged aging, caregiving, confusion, dementia, Twittering Tales Challenge
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