My father is on the other side now, where ‘improvement’ and ‘recovery’ are words doctors no longer use. Instead I watch him disappear into the mists of dementia

She thinks he was distracted. Such a minor thing, after all – a slip of the razor that nicked his lip. A tiny mistake I’ve made myself when shaving, maybe hundreds of times.

But when you’re my father, tiny mistakes matter. Because when you have dementia, few things are ever minor.

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