Psychiatry

Memory Hurts

Twenty-five days ago, an elderly male with Alzheimer’s arrived at our unit from his nursing home with arms flailing and required 4 people to hold him down.  He intensely stared at me as I reached out to examine his arms, which quickly turned into clenched fists.  I fearfully backed away.

Today, he politely asked how I was doing, then said “May God bless you.”  He couldn’t recall my name nor the food he ate 5 minutes ago, and the year was “1931.”  I slowly reached out to shake his hand, which he gently held and said “God will protect you…you are a good person.”

Four hours later, I walked towards him and he angrily pointed his finger at me yelling “These young folks better stay away from me!”

Wish I could rewind back to four hours ago.

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