It was past 3pm and I was running dreadfully late..had God knows how many newies to see..and was suppose to be over in OP at 3pm...well I wasn't going to make it...
I went into Mr Alzheimers's room...after greeting him I explained..just a quick check today I am running very late..will have to check your drawer tomorrow..he replied..oh..I won't be here tomorrow..I am going home at 9am..you might have to check it today...
I ...oh..I will be back...part of me wanted to believe him..the other part of me have known him to be someone else...
he used to be a CEO or there about..talking to him I can see the old him..very well spoken..well read..yet seeing him in this state you can't help but feel sorry for the person he used to be...now reduced to someone with no memory..
we could only calm him down with logic..when he remembers something and ask us to help him...like his garden that he needs to get home to weed...when he has no garden...or the wallet he's lost..when he's got none..
he's the square peg in a round hole..very intelligent with a debilitating disease..
went out to the nurses' station to find he was right..he will be going home tomorrow..I quickly popped back to his room and I giggled..you are right..no one told me..I'd better check your drawer and get you ready for tomorrow then...
lovely guy..poor thing..
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