I still kept, those memories of dementia intact, I don’t know why though, as dementia is something that’s straining on us all, something that changes us, guess my “hoarding tendencies” finally got the BEST of me???
The memories of dementia, I’d worked really hard, to forget, but I just can’t quite do it, as I remember you well, when you hadn’t gotten taken by that big, bad monster yet, and, the more I thought about it, the harder it’d impacted me, WHY, WHY, WHY did you become like this? The rational side of me knew, that it’s just, the deterioration of your mind, because you’re aged and elderly, but, the other part of me, well, it just wanted to, FIGHT off this monster called dementia, so I can save the day!
As dementia progressed, I guess, I will end up, NOT even remember who, or WHAT it is anymore, and, maybe, by then, I won’t be, so torn up about how capable I once was, and how in need of assistance in living from day to day I now became…
Memories of dementia, it’s best, that you forget it all, but, you can’t, you won’t be able to, because as people are now, living longer than before, dementia HAD become, the 21st Century “common cold” for the elderly.
Life, the Obstacle Course 