My dad’s condition worsened as he was barely able to speak to me most of the time, that is, speak to me clearly. He would start to forget what day it was or even the time of day. One time, my girlfriend and I were making dinner and he woke from one of his many blackouts that started to occur on a normal basis and asked us why we were making dinner so late…it was 5:30 PM, he thought it was 11:00 PM.
With his worsened condition, he would start to let our dog outside without telling either myself or my girlfriend and he would forget to let her back in. Even if there was a storm coming or it was raining outside, he still would not remember (or would refuse – that I do not know) to let my dog inside the house or that he even let her out in the first place.
One morning, when woke up, I went to let my dog outside and I could not find her. When I went downstairs, I noticed my father was in his room sleeping, instead of sleeping on the couch,. So, I checked under the couch, in the basement, under my bed, and checked every hiding spot she normally slept and I still couldn’t find her. All the doors in the house were locked as they always are when everyone is asleep.
I never thought I would have to look outside, but there she was, hiding under the patio table. In the middle of summer, my dog was outside for who knows how long. It was apparent to me that my father was becoming very careless, even a little bit reckless. From that day on, I did not let my dog out of my sight, I made sure she stayed with me in whatever room I was in.