When I think about ageing, I remember my beloved grandmother who lived with me until I was in my late 20s.
Ah Ma’s brush with dementia four years before she died was painful. It started innocuously, with small things like what she had for lunch or whom she had just talked to. Then she forgot my name. Later, she could not recognise me.
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