My day with a stranger

Alzhiemers is a wicked disease. Its a thief in the night that takes a little each time it visits, leaving the shell alone, till the shell starts to crumble too. This is a series I explored with my husband some years ago, when he was able to get about but his perception was deteriorating. To capture his day, I used remote or timed shutter. But this is his morning. He has been diagnosed for 9 years now and has deteriorated to the point that he can do nothing for himself. After lots of soul searching he is now in a care home and I visit every day. Alzhiemers in not just forgetting, or bad memory. Its the slow shutdown of all body systems. He suffers infection after infection now, cant take or walk. This series only highlights the beginning of the end.