New Normal
Having a
nightmare I wish I’d wake up from
Memory loss of
my thirty-seven-year-old son
Phone calls,
emails and texts all day long
And no one is
able to tell us what’s wrong
He’s home now,
new normal: Day One
His mind’s a
bit clearer all the day through.
He remembers it’s
January, he lost his job, too
He repeats
himself and asks the same questions
He guides his
day by his sister’s suggestions
One day at a
time, new normal: Day Two
When he wakes
up it’s not clear to see
He has to sort dreams
from reality
Sis set an
appointment for his doctor
She’s strong
and not letting this rock her
Moving forward,
new normal: Day Three
My son woke up
Sunday morning with about three months of memory loss and spent the morning in
ER. When the prompt was “forgetful” I couldn’t think of anything else to write
about! My son and daughter are both single and live together in my daughter’s
house about an eight-hours drive from me. We just had a foot of snow so we’re
exchanging a lot of phone calls and texts, working through this. There’s no
official diagnosis yet.
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