Barrythebread

The reality when I’m Sundowning  It’s just 4-30pm as the sun starts descending over the horizon when lethargy takes a grasp of me and the Sundowning affect tolls the knell of my end of day…...

‘Love’s Lament’    My head lay cushioned, upon your silken breast, your tears of sorrow, caressing at my nape, as the fingers of an angel, soothing my brow, yet the heart within you… was...

As you read this place yourself in the shoes of a person who has Alzheimer’s or any other type of dementia… ‘Synonyms of Confusion’ Hypotheticallyspeaking, this is all muchthe same, but...

The Descending Alzheimer’s Miasma So casual… yet so cruelly… a miasma slowly closes in,shrouding the mind of any logical semblance in thinking,harshness of a voice can be as acrid crystals of...

My Five years + with Alzheimer’sIt hardly seems possible that I hadn’t even considered the possibility of having mixed dementia and Alzheimer’s but here I am now some five years into the...

The reality when I’m Sundowning  It’s just 4-30pm as the sun starts descending over the horizon when lethargy takes a grasp of me and the Sundowning affect tolls the knell of my end of day…...

‘Love’s Lament’    My head lay cushioned, upon your silken breast, your tears of sorrow, caressing at my nape, as the fingers of an angel, soothing my brow, yet the heart within you… was...

As you read this place yourself in the shoes of a person who has Alzheimer’s or any other type of dementia… ‘Synonyms of Confusion’ Hypotheticallyspeaking, this is all muchthe same, but...

The Descending Alzheimer’s Miasma So casual… yet so cruelly… a miasma slowly closes in,shrouding the mind of any logical semblance in thinking,harshness of a voice can be as acrid crystals of...

My Five years + with Alzheimer’sIt hardly seems possible that I hadn’t even considered the possibility of having mixed dementia and Alzheimer’s but here I am now some five years into the...

The reality when I’m Sundowning  It’s just 4-30pm as the sun starts descending over the horizon when lethargy takes a grasp of me and the Sundowning affect tolls the knell of my end of day…...

‘Love’s Lament’    My head lay cushioned, upon your silken breast, your tears of sorrow, caressing at my nape, as the fingers of an angel, soothing my brow, yet the heart within you… was...

As you read this place yourself in the shoes of a person who has Alzheimer’s or any other type of dementia… ‘Synonyms of Confusion’ Hypotheticallyspeaking, this is all muchthe same, but...

The Descending Alzheimer’s Miasma So casual… yet so cruelly… a miasma slowly closes in,shrouding the mind of any logical semblance in thinking,harshness of a voice can be as acrid crystals of...

My Five years + with Alzheimer’sIt hardly seems possible that I hadn’t even considered the possibility of having mixed dementia and Alzheimer’s but here I am now some five years into the...