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Living With Alzheimers
Contributed by
maryetta
on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 03:14:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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my days are bright for me even though it dark outside
i cant imagine the fuss and ado when i say its daylight
they dont understand why i see light they see dark
their world is dark my world is light my brain is different
is there really survival after living with alzheimers
i dont understand what they mean im disruptive to whom
i dont want to go to bed i dont feel like going to bed
ive already slept in what they call day light im up now
when i am up i sit here on the couch dozing thats my bed
is there really survival after living with alzheimers
my world is different from yours i dont know why just is
i just see things and react differently than you do now
i also hear things differntly or maybe i dont hear them
i keep coming back to validate what i heard dont ignore me
is there really survival after living with alzheimers
i know im a pest but i forget all the time i need reminded
cant hold a thought in my head very long you have to repeat
with my visual and hearing aids all screwed up im surprised
your sanity has survived through it all i do still love you
is there really survival after living with alzheimers
Copyright ©
maryetta
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2004-02-07 03:14:13] (Date/Time posted on
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