So, another family dinner. It was pleasant, but I'd like a break. Not to be. They are all coming to my house tomorrow night, but then it should settle down considerably. My FIL, whom I am very fond of, has Alzheimer's and has short term memory issues. He was drinking a glass of wine. My SIL asked if he wanted another glass, he said yes, and she poured more for him and set it in front of him. About 90 seconds later, he looked at it and said, "Where did this come from? I was drinking beer." He drank it anyway. It did seem to help him relax and be a little more outgoing. I miss his old self.
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