Tuesday, March 9, 2010
I know you're out there. I see you hovered in the halls of the hospitals, in the doctors' buildings, in the hospitals. We all look the same, families of dementia patients. We are hunched and frowning, embarrassed and confused. Some of us laugh. Some of us grit our teeth so tightly our jaw muscles twitch with tension. We can be found standing outside the building, on the side, out of sight, sobbing. We rarely cry on site. Mostly we stare with wide eyes and pressed lips. I see you. Do you see me??