MFM sits in her wheelchair, crying and scratching her leg.
ME: Hey Mom.
MFM: (quizzical look)
ME: It’s your daughter.
MFM: How do you know my daughter?
ME: I am your daughter.
MFM: (pause) I’m sorry. I’m so stupid.
So sorry, Lynn. hope the carers where she is are good. My grandmother got to the point she knew and liked the carers more than any visitors.
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