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	<title>Comments on: My mom forgot my name</title>
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		<title>By: spaceagesage</title>
		<link>http://spaceagesage.com/2008/03/09/my-mom-forgot-my-name/#comment-490</link>
		<dc:creator>spaceagesage</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 00:14:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bill -- I think many of us will be going through this as we age into our parent's parents.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bill &#8212; I think many of us will be going through this as we age into our parent&#8217;s parents.</p>
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		<title>By: Bill Grote</title>
		<link>http://spaceagesage.com/2008/03/09/my-mom-forgot-my-name/#comment-489</link>
		<dc:creator>Bill Grote</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 00:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow! Your story brings back so many memories of my own mom. She had developed multi-infarct dementia and would enter those zen-like states you mentioned.

My mom also got the burger-craze also. One day after forgetting that my sister had taken her to lunch earlier she calls me over to take her for a burger, she noticed she wasn't hungry, yet she couldn't understand why.

THe next day she calls. Apparently "someone" was sneaking into her apartment and leaving partially eaten hamburgers in the refridgerator.

It's a sad comedy, this dementia stuff.

-- Bill Grote</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow! Your story brings back so many memories of my own mom. She had developed multi-infarct dementia and would enter those zen-like states you mentioned.</p>
<p>My mom also got the burger-craze also. One day after forgetting that my sister had taken her to lunch earlier she calls me over to take her for a burger, she noticed she wasn&#8217;t hungry, yet she couldn&#8217;t understand why.</p>
<p>THe next day she calls. Apparently &#8220;someone&#8221; was sneaking into her apartment and leaving partially eaten hamburgers in the refridgerator.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a sad comedy, this dementia stuff.</p>
<p>&#8211; Bill Grote</p>
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		<title>By: The Seeker</title>
		<link>http://spaceagesage.com/2008/03/09/my-mom-forgot-my-name/#comment-488</link>
		<dc:creator>The Seeker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:59:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm coming up to see you. My son and his humor is on the way. My name is Bob, by the way!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m coming up to see you. My son and his humor is on the way. My name is Bob, by the way!</p>
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