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The First Time

“You’ve never been here before!” my mom exclaims as we head down the hallway of the dementia unit where she lives. She’s talking like she’s excited to show me the place for the first time (or more likely, thrilled to … Continue reading

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Mother’s Day

When I arrived at the Hebrew Home for a visit on Mother’s Day, my mom was sitting alone at her table, hunched over and staring downward, like she was reading a book perched in her lap. She looked up as … Continue reading

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The Bottom Line

My mom and Kenneth are already at the dinner table when I arrive for a visit at 4 PM on a Saturday. They’re not saying much, just waiting for their food, which will be served at 5 if they’re lucky, … Continue reading

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My Birthday

On my birthday, I went to the Hebrew Home so I could see my mom on my “special day.” Of course, she didn’t know it was my birthday. Even after I told her. “It’s my birthday!” I said, after settling … Continue reading

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Men

“Yuck … men!” said my mom more times than I can count, from my teenage years until about three years ago. My mom wasn’t happy with my dad, who was her husband for over 35 years. When they divorced more … Continue reading

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A Terrible Vacation

My mom is having a horrible time at the Hebrew Hotel on the Hudson. She says she’s never coming back to this place again, at least not by herself. She can’t wait to get home, which is unusual, because she … Continue reading

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Home

Ring! Ring! “Hello?” “Hi, Mom! How are you doing?” “Oh, not so good.” “Why?” “I don’t know what to do.” “About what?” “I was thinking I might go home tomorrow.” “Oh?” “But then I was thinking … when are you … Continue reading

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My mom is so lonely

“You’re staying overnight, right?” my mom asks. I shake my head no, for the fifth time. I just got here an hour ago, and that’s all she can talk about. My mom wants nothing more than to go to bed … Continue reading

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My mom cares about my feelings

“What’s wrong?” my mom asks. “You sound sad.” “I’m fine,” I say. “But you don’t sound fine,” she says. “Ok, I guess I am a little sad,” I say. “Why?” she asks. “I don’t know,” I say, because I’m not … Continue reading

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Living in Alzheimer’s world

“What day is it tomorrow?” Mom asks. “Saturday,” I reply. “Oh, good. That means I don’t have to go to work.” Hmmm. People have been telling me I shouldn’t correct my mom when she says something that’s not real. “Live … Continue reading

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