Alzheimer Disease | 04 Mar 2012 12:29 PM
My grandmother passed away years and years ago, and my granddad was on his own for a long while. A few years ago, he met a met a wonderful little old lady, Patsy, at his retirement home. They hit it off immediately and started seeing each other regularly. They went shopping together, went to movies, just generally keeping each other company. We were so glad that he was sharing his time with someone else. They had developed a routine, and Wednesday evenings were dinner at Patsy’s house. A few months ago, granddad went over for his usual Wednesday dinner, but when he arrived, Patsy was nowhere to be seen. The house was open, and Patsy’s car was missing from the drive. When he went inside, there was no dinner on the stove and it didn’t look like she was expecting him. His initial thought was that she had forgotten about dinner and had slipped out to get something from the shop. He settled down to wait for her.
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