Only few friends have known why I've been so sad recently. Only a couple know that I live next to an old lady with dementia. She lives alone. She has carers come in 4 times a day which she thinks is too much and everyone else thinks is not enough. She's never gone out much when well and when they did, would phone the other neighbour sometimes 4 times a day to make sure their home was still okay.. She's never liked people, or the countryside, or healthy food, or life basically. Her husband was the same until he died he would put out his bottom lip against many, many things. They had their own way of doing things and we would clash often but, surprisingly, were quite good friends and they loved the pups. I took them around often. He died a few years ago. She had a fall and now this is a lady, with dementia, that shouts all day. She shouts at night. She shouts in the morning, afternoon and evening. Every breath has a shout at the end. When she falls asleep, or
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