Monday Morning Dementia: Part Three

My mother officially entered the Advanced Stage of Dementia when she drove off in my dad’s car, in search of “home.” Her whereabouts were unknown for the eternity of two hours. But as demented luck would have it, she turned onto a highway that dead-ended at a security checkpoint. This is Part Three of the saga, where I detail how hospital staff only added to the trauma.

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