It's five years since I mentioned Jack. He's now 92 and has moved out of his flat into a nursing home. He now has dementia, perhaps Alzheimers. He still knows who I am, but will forget appointments within an hour. The conversation is very one sided, with me chattering about my life. Occasionally we visit the national botanical gardens. I have decided to go on visiting him for as long as he still recognises me. He is well looked after.
Tuesday, July 19, 2016
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