VASCULAR DEMENTIA
A FAMILY STORY
My sweet, little 92 year old mother awoke from a nap in her hospital bed and demanded to go check her mail, and she wasn’t the least bit pleasant about it. We had enjoyed normal conversations before she had slipped off to sleep, but upon wakening, my only thought was, who was this she-devil in my mom’s bed that looks just like her?
Being unfamiliar at that time as to how to speak to someone suffering from dementia, I wrongly tried to reason with her, and that just… More
