Fading

Goodmorning.

Have you taken your pills?

Are you feeling alright?

How is the agonizing pain in your leg?

How are the cubs doing?

Do you miss gulf shores?

Where is the coconut coffee?

Have you taken a nap today?

Did you see the news?

Are you still driving?

Are you only in physical pain?

Why do you feel like a burden?

What do you feel bad about?

How is your memory? 

Did you get the test results?

Why is lack of short term memory a bad diagnosis?

Who was diagnosed first in the family?

What can I do to help?

You have told me that story twice.

The chicken that we spent hours looking for was in the bookshelf in the back room.

You took the wrong pills today.

I love you but it kills me to watch you fade away.

This poem is about: 
My family

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