a friend of mine
found his mother
sitting on her sofa
bleeding profusely
cutting bread
for a sandwich
she had slipped
and gashed the back of her left hand
she has been suffering
from dementia
and simple chores
have become so much harder
no more knives mom
he took everything but
the butter knives out
of the drawers
then I will never make you another sandwich
she told him as she wept
with angry frustration
and slammed her bedroom door shut
later when she came out again
she repeated that she would never make him
another sandwich he kissed her on the cheek and said
but I will make you all the sandwiches you want.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: November 7th, 2018 18:09
- Comment from author about the poem: Dementia is so horrible.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
This really strikes home Jon. My wife has dementia and she too cannot make sandwiches or do any other cooking. she cannot make a cup of tea or coffee any more - it is too dangerous.
Dementia is a pain the proverbial and there is no cure for it - it can only get worse. I feel for your friend .
I am so sorry - all my best.
Such sweet sentiment Jon - my husband has this awful disease although he still maintains his core personality with all his might!
My thoughts are with you.
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