my second assignment with this company was caring for an elderly woman with alzheimer's.
i was utterly heart-broken for her husband and the family.
some days i would arrive to find him in tears, retreating to his chair, muttering. "why, lord. why".
i over heard him begging her to remember who he was.
i had to walk out of the room.
he had spent his married life working to provide this woman he loved so deeply with the means to enjoy their retirement years.
that dream was destroyed by one word.
i came to have a deep respect for him and his determination to keep his wife in her home surrounded by the life they had built together.
i do not know what the outcome for this family was as i was reassigned to an aphasic patient nearer to home after only a month, but i doubt it had a happy ending.
this past weekend i saw the movie "A Song for Martin".
i finally had to run grab the tissue box.
A Song For Martin
