A friend who visits a lady with Alzheimer’s, ask me if I would go in her place.

My friend was not feeling well on the visit day and she knew how much this lady looked forward to the visit. I told her yes but I needed to know what to expect.

People with Alzheimer can have good days as well has bad.  My friend said Doris lived at a very nice assisted living home and was well taken care of. What Doris didn’t have was family or friends.

All I had to do was read to her from children’s books, which she dearly loved.

She would not know who I was , her daughter, her good friend Ida or maybe her Mother.

I spent a couple of hours with her and could see she was getting tired.

As I was getting ready to leave she handed me a pretty box and told me it was a gift for me. I knew to take it and thank her for it, nothing else would do.

We don’t take gifts so I would leave it with her caregiver when I left.

I then opened the pretty box, folded back the pink tissue and there in that lovely

box was her dentures. I told my friend about it and she said oh! I forgot to tell you about the gift Doris always gives to her visitor.

I was glad Doris thought I deserved a gift.