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Dit Dot: Joy’s story of communication in an Alzheimer’s world.
Back in 2004 I met a crusty, disheveled man in our memory disorder clinic (West Florida Hospital Memory Disorder Clinic in Pensacola). His wife had called our clinic and asked for help dealing with his bizarre behavior. She told me about him locking her out of the bedroom and telling her to leave before his wife came home. He wouldn’t let her help him bathe or dress. She needed a wheelchair to get around. He drove and she navigated their car. She told me how he wanted to talk nonsense. “He does not know who I am and tells me to get out of our own home,” she said. His wife could not understand how that man had forgotten who she was. After all, they had been married 43 years.
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