I explained to the doctor that it would only frustrate Dad if I tried to drag him into my reality. The only reality Dad knew was in his head, and it was my job to go there; to join him in his reality and make that reality as pleasant for him as possible. I owed him no less than my best effort. This doctor nodded slowly, winked and continued on his rounds, while I got back to my work as Dad's office assistant.
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