Lost

Dad finished dinner and asked, "Where do I go from here?"

For years, even long before he moved in with us, even before Alzheimer's, Dad sat in his recliner in front of the TV, walked to the dinner table, and walked back to his recliner where he sat until bedtime. He can see his recliner and TV from his chair at the dinner table.

When we go out, Dad has to follow some one or he gets lost. He also gets confused coming in the back door. But tonight was the first time he was confused within sight of his recliner.

Oh, my.