on my first day as in intern:

A patient at the Alzheimer's Foundation tells me she needs to talk; I pull her over to a secluded table and ask her to have a seat:

"I just don't know, i feel like I'm losing my marbles... I used to have my marbles. I just need someone to talk to. I'm so depressed.


It's like, I'm here; but something is missing.


I have to go home, my mother is waiting, and my father would be so disappointed in me. You know, I just want a friend."


(Her parents are dead, she doesn't remember)