Sounds…

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However slight, sudden noises in the night manage to wake me.  It’s been like this since she lived with us and hasn’t changed in the twelve years since she passed.  Every creak from the attic or sound of footsteps takes me back and puts me on alert.

Some nights, she’s still down the hall, talking to someone who isn’t there.  The soft conversations last, on and off, for hours and often escalate into full-blown yelling episodes with someone standing in the shadows of her mind.

When all seems to become quiet, underlying noises emerge, almost like a forewarning of what is to follow.  Soon, one more escape out the door.  Back to what little she could remember from all that Alzheimer’s had taken away.

Once again, I sit up in bed and listen for five or ten minutes, waiting for her door to open.

 

workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s….Listen to the sounds in your house for 5 or 10 minutes. Write about what you hear.

 

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  1. Cheryl says:

    Oh wow. That gave me All. The. Feels.

    • Patty says:

      Thanks, Cheryl! To this very day, reminders of my late mother linger still. She lived with us towards the end of her siege with Alzheimer’s, probably the most difficult of the various “stages” of the disease. Some episodes were, well, funny and others, not so much. I became fairly programmed to deal with her Sundowning and all that came with it. Those things that go “bump in the night” still remain.

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