25 minutes later Dorothy calls back.
Cheryl- I have an idea- why don’t you move into my house and I’ll move into your house. What do you think about that? Or maybe, I can get an apartment closer to you- Paul doesn’t seem to handle me very well.
I don’t think I like it here, I go down to eat and go outside- the rest of the time I’m reading. I don’t know why I’m here- just because I had a fall- doesn’t mean I need to be here. You just can’t imagine your life being like this when your younger- when you get old – someone else is running your life, so you know I don’t know. I don’t understand why I can’ live in the house I paid for. – every time I turn around I don’t know where I am.
I guess one of these days I’ll get used to it for several reasons-but, I’m not going to whine anymore. See you love you
bye!
I can’t imagine.
Peace & Love,
Cheryl Doreen
Dorothy's Dementia 