After a few months absence, I’m back in Belleville, Michigan. Or as I like to call it: The B. In case you missed my first post about The B, it’s a small town about 30 miles west of Detroit. So I guess that makes it The D’s country cousin.
Since last summer, I’ve been coming back here every two months or so to assist my granddad with my grandmother’s care and to help him out around the house. My grandmother was recently given an official diagnosis of dementia, devastating news since we’d been hoping her memory loss was the result of some new medications she’d been prescribed for other health issues and most of all, that it would be reversible. Instead, her decreased brain function is permanent. And it’s much worse now than it was when I was here in October.