Sunday, December 23, 2012

Good thinking

Mr. M. has advanced dementia.

He was sitting back in a recliner with two, three year old, chiwawas by his side on my arrival-one sitting on his chest and the other between his legs.

I finally asked him their names.

"Come here," said Mr. M..

Before I could ask any further questions his wife let me know they weren't given "official" names because of his poor memory.

"He just calls them come here. They never leave his side."

"Come here makes perfect sense," I said, "but are they at least come here 1 and come here 2?"

"No, just come here," confirmed his wife.

I smiled, Mrs. M. chuckled and Mr. M. sort of laughed.

All involved sure seem to be content.

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