Tag: Alzheimer’s Disease

Button Up Your Pod

Stories of people my age forgetting which is the business end of a pencil make my blood run cold. That wasn’t always the case. When the people who got the mental flutters were a lot older than me, I could relax. I was in…

Why I’m Smarter than I Used to Be

Maybe I should be in intellectual decline but I’m not. If anything, I’m smarter than I’ve ever been. Fundamentally, this is because being smart isn’t about agility, it’s about strategy. Being strategic requires wisdom, patience, imagination, and data, the kind of data one can…

Demented

In the afternoon, she’d sit by the window, the jigsaw puzzle spread on the table, and, for hours, she’d pick up the pieces and put them down, the mystery companion to her misery. ___________________ Written in response to a Trifecta Writing Challenge to use…

At My Mother’s Knee

Showing up after ten years’ absence when your mother is ill with Alzheimer’s Disease and having her look at you and say, “I never thought I’d see you again,” and realizing that if you had waited, like you wanted to, for another six months…

Glory

They were married a good long time. Longer than most of us will be married. My mother would say, “Nobody knows what’s in a marriage but the people in it,” so I hesitate to describe their relationship but, to me, it seemed that there…

On My Mother’s Birthday

We weren’t much for celebrating birthdays in our family.  Oh, occasionally, there would be a cake and I do remember one party with an assortment of kids around our dining room table.  But it was only once.  It’s a family’s mom who organizes things like…

Will the Last Thought to Leave, Please Turn Off the Light?

I am doomed.  If I thought I was going to do figure eights around Alzheimer’s Disease, taking first the inner edge then the outer of a perfect pair of white figure skates, laughing knowingly at my age peers stringing little beads together around a…

Prepare a Place For Me

There was only one reason why my father would be calling me.  My mother must be dead. He explained how it happened, how just last week he had given up taking care of her at home, that for the third time, she’d gone limp…

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