I couldn’t leave her alone, it was 4am and I was exhausted by her antics. The caffeine I depended on was wearing off, what little energy I had left was dissipating fast.

“I need to lock the door.â€? She said.
“There is no lock on the door, it’s OK Pennyâ€? I replied wearily.
“Ok, you lock itâ€?
“There is no lockâ€?

Her tiny hand felt along the door and wall searching for a lock that wasn’t there. The dementia in combination with her partial blindness made not just her life, but every one else’s, difficult.

“I need to lock the door!!!!â€? she repeated raising her voice and shaking the door slightly in frustration.
“You need to go to sleep.â€? I said still calm.
“Please don’t shout dear-heart, you don’t want to wake everyone in the house do you?â€?
“What time is it?â€?
“4 amâ€?
“What?â€?
“4 in the morningâ€?
“Really?â€?
“Really dear-heartâ€?
“I’ll go to bed after I lock the doorâ€?
“There is no lockâ€?
“Ok, you lock itâ€?

I slumped against the wall, sliding to the floor.

“Penny, do you know the meaning of the word ‘Deliverance’?â€?