My mother’s friend has dementia, we think.
She forgets her keys. Forgets her jacket. Forgets all sorts of stuff. She managed to make reservations for holiday dinner, but mom had to remind her three times, and then she made two reservations—but at separate restaurants.
“Now she’s complaining all the time,” mom says. “So annoyed at everything, nothing’s fun…
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