«That’s not a very LBD thing,« my support group leader mentions. It’s not, and I resent that. There had been «a promise« that I would not be forgotten. The word was people with Lewy Body Dementia tend to always remember their loved ones. It’s not like Alzheimer’s. Well, Burt knows I am important in hisContinue reading “He knows me, he knows me not”
Category Archives: Which wife are you?
Recognition
Burt has times when he is sure I am one of “6 to 20” wives. Which one are you? Honestly – although I call this schizophrenia by proxy, – I am glad that, if he’s confused, he asks. This query about who and which at 6 or 7 pm always puts me in a bigContinue reading “Recognition”
Smooth fella
Burt falls in love easily. Thanks to Capgras Syndrome, I am one of dozens of Tamaras in his life. A new me surfaces on many a morning. There is no convincing him I am the “real” the “original” the “favorite” wife. This is especially so after lover boy introduces himself as single or single-and-hates-his-wife. IContinue reading “Smooth fella”
this is our life 