Dementia-face!
I was visiting my brother and sister-in-law while they had a friend over. This friend was a Senior Practice Management Strategist at one of those investment firms. Every article of his clothing had its own advisor. His cuff links received more money in dividends quarterly, in three months, than I saw in three years. He was pretty well off, to say the least, and he had no problem letting everyone know, even my sister-in-law’s 70-year-old father. Her father had been suffering from dementia for four years. The dementia was compounded by high blood pressure, diabetes and the lack of care he received at the previous nursing home where he was interred, I mean accepted too. The kind of nursing home that hopes you call before you come to visit your parent so the staff can clean your parent and the room. He attempted to offer the guest some soda, soda they didn’t have because neither my brother nor his wife drinks soda, but the guest briskly waved the elderly man away, claiming that soda ...