July 25th 2021
Today we had a family barbecue for the first time in what feels like years. It probably feels like years because it has been years. That is how time works.
Grandad seems worse. He has Alzheimer’s, and maybe it’s just because I’ve not seen him in a while, or maybe he’s just not used to being around people, but it seemed worse today.
He asked me 6 times in 20 minutes whose the black car was that was parked outside. He repeatedly asked my sister why she wears her watch on her right arm.
On top of that, he flipped and was nasty to grandma a couple of times. Usually it’s the other way around.
It made me sad.
I’m used to having the same conversations with him every time I see him. I’m used to him regaling me with the same old tale of his time in the parachute regiment. I’m even used to repeating myself with the same answer to a question he’d asked me ten minutes prior. And it never bothers me. I’ll talk to him with the same humour and enthusiasm as he will to me. Today he seemed worse though.
But he’s still him.
Until tomorrow, love him.