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Alzheimer's AwarenessSeptember is "World's Alzheimer's Month". I found this out while reading my local newspaper. The story within was from a concerned daughter-in-law who's mother-in-law had been diagnosed with dementia. All of this woman's children were too worried about upsetting their mother to make sure she would be taken care of so they let her do as she pleases which at this point means that it takes her hours to get dressed and she sits around all day eating sweets.
I speak on this as it is something very close to me. I, too, have had a case where Alzheimer's disease has afflicted a member of my family. Some of you know, some of you don't.
My grandmother-in-law secretly suffered with this disease for quite some time. She passed this month on September 16th due to complications (refusing to eat or take medicine) and also breast cancer.
In an effort to help my mother-in-law and my wife cope with this loss, I also took the time to do some research on the causes, symtoms, and diagnosis of this disease.
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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