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The Alzheimer Memoirs.

July or August. 1973 but probably 1977: I was in the bathroom or the kitchen. Because I heard water. Then this woman came in and asked if I needed anything. I think it was my wife. It could have been my daughter. I said no or I said yes. I either sat on the floor or I peed. But I do recall getting sleepy. So that might explain why I woke up smelling like urine. Or I was dreaming I pissed myself. The details are a bit fuzzy, aren’t they? I can’t remember if the details are fuzzy or not.

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Title by: Take Discourse
Story by: Jarvis

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