Monday, August 29, 2016

Damn you dementia, you don't fight fair (part 16)





26 hours away from an appointment for my mother that I've waited almost 2 months for. Mom is furious and screaming at me, refusing to go, using what once was an incredibly talented mind to fight back and sneak, lie, threaten and blame. It's like watching a crystal vase teetering on a shaky table, just waiting for it to fall and shatter until it turns into just ordinary glass. 26 hours until we are in what I am praying is the right doctor's office to get some kind of answer, medication, legal rights, anything.




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