It’d started, with how dementia would take my things without asking, and I’m the one, running around in circles, trying, to find what dementia hid, oh, and money went missing from my drawers too, and, I can’t find my socks either! 

it’s like, I’m, sharing a room, with a P-I-G!!!  Photo from online

like that!!!

Roommates with dementia, wish I could, just, evict it, but I can’t, I mean, it’s not, paying ITS share of “rent” for its stay in my mind, so, as the “landlord” of my mind, I should have the right, to EVICT it, and I saw the doctors, the specialists, and they’d, medicated me, and, the situations’ improved, more or less, but, lately, I’d found, that dementia is, taking up even MORE “air-time” in my mind!

Roommates with dementia, you know how, your old roommates would, get on your nerves, by throwing her/his socks or underwear all over the apartment?  Well, it’s like that with dementia, it’d, taken things and hidden them from me (i.e. articles of clothings, money, bank books, etc., etc., etc.) and I can’t find it, and it’s, driving me N-U-T-S.

how my mind is, “chipping off”…illustration found online

Roommates with dementia, I have, NO way of, evicting it, it’s, here to stay, and, dementia had, infested, so many major and minor parts of my life, and I’m slowly, losing my ability to connect, to speak with others, and soon, I will be, isolated from the outside world, by dementia, and that, is EXACTLY what it wants: to ISOLATE me, so I can’t call for help, when it tries, to MURDER me!