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| Monday, 06 October 2008 | |
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Dad woke up a little later than usual today, so I decided to help him along by getting his orange juice for him to take his pills with. I usually do not help him too much, as I do not want him to lose the ability to do anything that he currently does for himself. "I put your orange juice on the table." I remarked. He spent another 10 minutes getting his cereal ready, and I heard him open the refrigerator door, presumably to pour himself a glass of OJ. "I put your orange juice on the table." I repeated. "You just told me that. Is there something wrong with your memory?" He asked. "Something like that." I said. |
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