Fearful

Walking our usual route today, she was afraid of a fake house plant in the northeast turn of the corridor. "That scares me," she said, shying away. Walking in the garden outside, she stopped short and said, "They don't want us here." Passing by a room where other residents were playing BINGO, she turned her head and said, "Don't make me go in there." She's starting to pick out patterns in the carpeting that need to be carefully walked around. Not many smiles today. I talked to the site manager about it. She said everyone was aware. "It's the disease," she said. "She has entered a new phase."