I couldn’t stand my dementia grandma calling me her husband, but the truth hit my**.
This was supposed to be the year of exams, friends, and plans for the future. Instead, I was at home, watching my grandmother slide deeper and deeper into dementia. Every day, she confused me with her late husband, George, and it drove me crazy—until one unforgettable day, everything changed. My grandmother, Gretchen, had not been … Читать далее