"You're getting to look like all of the others out there, I hardly recognize you," my husband told me today when I was sitting in his room visiting since it was raining outside.
He then pulled down the picture of the two of us and said it is a picture of me "with that guy that married you."
"And who might that be?" I asked. "That guy is you."
Bob's mouth opened in surprise and a big smile appeared on his face. "That's me? We're married?"
I hate this disease. I hate this disease.Let's raise lots of money so the researchers can identify it sooner and prevent this absurd decline. Join an Alzheimer's Walk near you. Support a walker. Read Put That Knife Away as profits from the book will also be donated to fight Alzheimer's disease.
He then pulled down the picture of the two of us and said it is a picture of me "with that guy that married you."
"And who might that be?" I asked. "That guy is you."
Bob's mouth opened in surprise and a big smile appeared on his face. "That's me? We're married?"
I hate this disease. I hate this disease.Let's raise lots of money so the researchers can identify it sooner and prevent this absurd decline. Join an Alzheimer's Walk near you. Support a walker. Read Put That Knife Away as profits from the book will also be donated to fight Alzheimer's disease.
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