Dorothy called again last night- Her song was pretty mellow the first three phone calls- but, this one was different.
“Cheryl, you are not going to believe what just happened!” I responded (with actual anticipation as to what had just happened) What? I asked.
“A man just walked into my room.” I replied what? Really? Did you leave the door unlocked (then wished I hadn’t said it)? Then right away I said are you ok? “yes, I’m ok, but I wonder if all the doors have the same key? If so, I’m going to pull my chair over in front of my door before I go to bed.” This circle of conversation went on for a few minutes.
I listened and let her tell me what she thought about it. After a few minutes- I asked again if she was ok- “yes, I’m fine”. I told her that I would call the front office and make them aware of the problem and ask them how they are going to fix it. I told her I’d call her back, Told her I loved her and if she needed me to call me.
I never called back- logic tells me she just left her door unlocked. (-:
I feel pretty confident that a few moments after she hung up the phone – she forgot the entire occurrence.
Breathe In- Breathe Out.
Peace & Love,
Cheryl Doreen
Dorothy's Dementia 