Fighting to keep a grip as it all slips away… Dementia

Hello, it’s me!

I am…

Here I am, of course!

I’m not doing anything much…

It’s just one of those days.

Who are you?

Oh, you are… yes…

Ah yes, you!

Do I know you?

 

Today is…

It is now… Silly.

I am me and I am here…

What do you want?

Why are you here?

Thank you for coming…

Or is it me?

Are they here?

Where are we?

 

My family,

My children… yes…

They are… around

Somewhere… You know…

I saw you!

I haven’t seen them.

They were here…

Doing this and that.

They don’t come anymore…

Who are you?

 

It’s gone!

Did you take it?

I had it…

Before… it was here.

I think I’m lost.

I was here…

Or there?

But the light fell out.

I’m scared.

It’s gone.

Where have they gone?

 

Yes, you are… Thingy!

That one…

Aren’t you?

I forget!

Pleased to meet you!

I’m tired.

Where am I again?

Can I go home now?

 

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