Although it is nine years since you fell, I still find it difficult to see, if today is a day we can do something together, or whether it is a day, where you do not understand why you can not drive the car.
Even though you do not have much understanding of your illness, it has become everyday life of you to take your medicin.
To go outside has for you always been synonymous with going for a drive.It is hard to motivate you to get out of the car.
Previously, we have traveled a lot together. Now you're not much up for being away from your room and especially your bed for a long time.
On good days it's just the physical transformation that is apparent.
For nearly a day you had bleedings in your brain, before doctors found out, and finarly did something about it.
You do not talk much with the other residents. You'd rather be by yourself in your room.
You can do many things yourself, sometimes you forget just to get them done.
When I was a child you made this collage. It reminds me of everything we have done together, and that you appreciate it as much as I do.
I still crave for your support, even though you can not give it in the same way as before you became ill.
That I am the one driving, even thougt you have had a driving license 30 years more than me, you do not understand. I do not the heart to tell you that you can not drive anymore.
If you do not get a lot of rest during the day, you start to become incoherent.