Haywire

The projects were some different distractions and yet non completion disheartening. 
The focus was limited. 
Her brain a buzz of thoughts. 

Plummet...it happened quick. Perhaps a thought...something seen, a smell...they tears came fast and hot. 
Her heart beat hard and her chest hurt. 
Great sadness had her. 

This is part of the process as told by the doctor, psychiatrist and alzheimers family counsellor. She was losing the man who raised her. 
The non biological dad. 
Papa. 

Everything felt wrong.
Her mind boggled at the fast changes in him.
What it caused in her....so much.
No fix.

It was haywire. 
Sharp, twisted, unknown, fear inducing, and sometimes had an added zap.

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