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Thank you.
Why am I here?
Who are these people?
They seem so strange, so dismal.
Poor lady, she doesn’t know who she is.
Why doesn’t somebody tell her who she is?
I hope she finishes the prayer this time.
I guess not.
I wonder why she never finishes the prayer.
Please, somebody tell her.
Why does he have to be so mean?
He needs a nurse.
I wonder if he is ill?
Somebody should really tell her where she is.
Poor thing.
Does he think he will get ice cream whenever he wants?
This isn’t a hotel.
Somebody needs to go to the bathroom.
I hope a nurse shows up soon.
Delia isn’t coming dear.
Delia never comes here.
I wonder if there really is a Delia.
I wonder if my Sweetheart is coming today?
You are here, right here.
With the rest of us dear.
Here come the food trays.
It must be time for lunch.
If he could just wait they will give it to him
They will probably quiet down when the food comes.
I hope they do.
I wonder where he is.
Where is my Sweetheart?
Has he forgotten about me already?
You are Helen.
Your name is Helen
Why am I in this strange chair?
Why am I in this strange place?
Where is my Sweetheart?
Oh good. Here is lunch.
I hope he shows up.
I want him to feed me; not the aids.
Or the nurses.
I wonder if he knows how busy the nurse is.
She is handing out medications.
I wonder what this food is.
Always looks the same.
All smashed up into unrecognizable mush.
I hope they give me soup today.
I wonder where her mother is.
Maybe she will finish it this time.
Oh oh!
I think he is going to get mad again.
Yes.
He did get mad.
Doesn’t he understand?
She must be praying so the pain would go away.
Poor thing!
I wonder if I will forget who I am.
I hope not.
Will someone tell me who I am if I forget?
Will I ever find out why I am here?
Oh good!
Here is my Sweetheart.
I hope my brain doesn’t go before my body! Or maybe it already has 😨
We always wonder when we do something out of the normal. But I am lucky; I was always “out of the normal.”
I had a glimpse of the frustration and fear for about 8 weeks after my triple by pass surgery in 2006. I had great difficulty putting together simple model airplanes, was stymied filling out forms and would just look at tasks with immobilization for several minutes until things kicked in, in my brain. Often forgot where I was(really scary when driving) momentarily. I did not like it. As a baby in the crib I knew my world was limited and I lacked full understanding , had insight into that right away but in my own world I was comfortable. Don’t think it will be like that as an old man evaporating away.
Let us all hope that we drift away in peace; or leave in a single moment.
agreed
This reminds song “Does anybody really know what time it is” – group Chicago