Sunday, August 11, 2013

A Man and His Pizza

Friday was our monthly pizza party for the residents in Memory Care. Dad, as usual, ate more than his fair share. The man loves his pizza! (He also loves his chocolate milk, which he'd drink by the gallon if we let him.)

One of the aides told us Dad was looking for his car keys the other day because he wanted to take one of the residents out for a date. How cute is that. And yet, while I was sitting right next to him, he asked Sis where I was. That's the Alzheimer's journey: one minute you're smiling, the next you have tears in your eyes.

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