I can hear him breathing, very quietly, next to me. I wonder what it will be like when he is no longer beside me.
He no longer remembers what day it is.
He tells me his brain is scrambled and full of fog. Sometimes his nightly tablet makes things much clearer for a time and he wakes feeling refreshed.
I lie there as thoughts come and go. ‘What about me?’
‘How am I supposed to deal with this?’
‘How long have we got before he forgets me?’
Tomorrow we will walk in the park. He has always liked it there.
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Thank you to Rochelle for always being there and to the many Fictioneers who, unlike me, manage to post every week. Life has thrown a curveball and doesn’t leave me much ‘me’ time to write as I would like.
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Difficult, as you can’t just walk away.
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This was very sad. I’m not sure there’s an answer to, “‘How am I supposed to deal with this?’” for anyone.
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Yes it is sad for everyone in this situation and think you’re right, there is no answer. Thank you for reading.
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A very difficult situation only managed one day at a time. At least they have the park. Nicely written.
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Thank you. Yes it is difficult and as you say, take each day one at a time.
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This is somewhat ironic; I posted a story yesterday about dementia and the heartbreaking toll it has on everyone involved. Such an incredibly sad scenario. Beautifully written, Dee.
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Thank you. Terrible illness, you lose the one you love bit by bit 😢
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A problem many of us will face at some point.
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Yes, it doesn’t discriminate, such a heartbreaking illness. Thanks for reading, good to hear from you.
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Eerie and unsettling. Well done.
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Thanks for reading
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This is such a poignant piece.
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Thank you for reading
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I hope this is pure fiction for you. It’s definitely the reality for many :(
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Unfortunately not. I sometimes think I am quite selfish, worrying about me and what to do, but it is a heartbreaking situation. Thank you for reading 🙂
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Dee, you are the rock that he clings to. Please take care of yourself. Hoping there is respite for you in there. I know when my mom was struggling, I learned of home-based respite, where I could get away, if only for a few hours.
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Dear Dee,
A tragic reality for many. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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