The first step is to talk openly
about dementia because it's a fact, well enshrined in folklore, that if we are to kill the demon, then first we have to say its name.
We all feel at least a slight anxiety
about dementia because these dreaded symptoms seem to assault our very identities, to dissolve the autobiographical narratives that constitute the very story of our lives.
Not exact matches
A while back I heard a story
about an older married couple who were asked to leave their residence
because neighbours were disturbed by the behaviour of one of the spouses — a senior citizen in the later stages of
dementia.