We used per's gone ahead... freighted with meaniing that.
For sure.

As you may know, the 'See you in the morning' theme is often suggested by hospital chaplains to relatives of dying patients. The morning here is God's Morning when we will all be together surrounded by love.
That's a bit much for me. The 'morning' I promise to people I won't see again is my own love. Best I can do.
 
In dementia, which comes in many forms, people lose their memory in a process that works backwards. So their short-term memory deteriotates first: they won't remember what they had for breakfast or what was in the news last night.

Their older memories seem to become sharper. Perhaps they can name every teacher in their first school, having not thought about them for years.

Everything I've just described was told to me by people whose dementia was taking hold to the extent that they needed institutional care. It was a frightening time for them.
All I could do was assure them that they would be kept safe and their dignity preserved. I hope I was right.
As a parkinsons sufferer, I have a higher chance of dementia than most. If I ever finally remember the names of the two teachers I had a crush on at school, I'll be worried. My crush on one was so obvious I was teased by some girls once who said, 'We've seen how you look at Mrs ***,' and I wasn't even embarrassed. Yeah, I was besotted. Can't remember her name now even though I have a vague memory of what she looked like.
 
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