Alzheimer’s and Wandering: We Keep Learning

I'll never forget Hazel. She was a resident in the nursing home where all of my family members who got to the stage where a nursing home was the only safe environment, lived. It was just blocks from my home, so I could visit daily. Hazel would wander incessantly. She would walk the halls, literally, day and night. I don't know when the woman slept. The staff and I would comment that she had to have the strongest legs on the planet.

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