Dementia diaries
I wonder
When was it that I had my lunch?
When was the last time I washed my hair?
Did I write to that friend I met in the library that day?
When is my next meeting with my doctor again?
But they don't really matter, as long as I am enjoying my hot cup of...
*sniffs*
...tea for now.
Wait, what did I come here for again?
Where did I put my favorite jacket?
What was my horoscope again?
Maybe that doesn't really matter either, as long as I remember my name...
...that is Judy, yes.
Today is Saturday, at least I remember that.
Where could it be that I've been planning for so long to go today?
Ah, it ought to be important but I guess I'd have to apologize to the person I'd made plans with.
I'm sure he will understand.
Oh, that's a pretty little flower,
I hadn't notice that here. How lovely.
Right, let's get my day going.
Well, at least I haven't forgotten my children's names.
Although, I don't know where they are today.
Maybe I should call...
...Christian, that's right. He's my eldest son, by the way.
He'll need to get dinner because I won't remember my way back if I go out.
I am Judy, I am...
...68, yep. Just checkin'.
I met a really nice little lady today at the park.
She was holding my arms and talking to me nicely.
She had an adorable dog that never left her side.
What a wonderful little pup.
I've just been in my bed today.
It's surprisingly cold.
Someone must have spilled some chemicals.
It stinks in here.
Hmm.. there's some songs going on.
Although I see only darkness.
Maybe I'm dead.
Hah! Finally. Now I can test myself to see if I could still remember after I die.
Um...
...my husband was...
...Stu...
...Steward. Hah! Right back at you, Alzhimer's.