I think Darling is going downhill some more - brainwise. He could not make change at the restaurant where we eat lunch. He asked where the people were who had slept on the sofa. He could see they were no longer there but where did they go? Who was the woman who had been sitting beside me on the sofa?
He asked if his mother was staying here with us? No. Where is she then? She died about 25 years ago. Oh yeah. He did not seem too disturbed.
He has trouble getting up from our low sofa. Sometimes he cannot walk without falling. I hang on to him. Is this weakness in his legs or is it dementia?
More sadness.
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