The Day I Talk About My Grandmother

Just brought my paternal grandmother for a stroll around my estate. She's suffering from dementia and mild depression, and her sypmtoms were aggravated this morning. Apparently she'd been hallucinating again and started crying uncontrollably. It's one of those symptoms of depression I guess. So Mum drove her over to our place to get her mind off thinking too much.

Sigh.

I took her to the swing in the garden behind the houses and we sat there, swinging. She didn't say anything, but she did smile. And I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that.

I pray that she'll get better.