The scent was overpowering

Taylor parked up outside her Grandma’s home and sat in the car for several minutes, preparing herself for the next hour or so.

Walking through the doors she was welcomed by the staff and signed the visitor’s book. She took a deep breath, the scent was overpowering, that smell that makes forgetting where your loved one is impossible, and then she headed to her Grandma’s room.

She knocked on the door and waited. It opened and her Grandma smiled, “how can I help you, dear?” she questioned.

“Sorry, wrong room,” Taylor said, biting back tears as she saw no recognition her her Grandma’s eyes.

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5 comments

  1. Michael

    This tale reminded of going to see my dad in his nursing home and yes the moment you entered the doors there was a scent that overpowered you. Even years later I can still smell it, your story brought it all back.
    Thankfully I didn’t have the added concern of no recognition. I think that must be so hard to deal with. Thanks for sharing this story.

    1. Mrs TeePot

      Thank you for your comment, it is very hard visiting loved ones in nursing homes no matter why they’re there.

  2. Sheila Good

    Sad story and one that too often happens. Good take on the prompt.

    1. Mrs TeePot

      Thank you. Yes, it sadly seems to be becoming more and more common too now we’re all living longer.

  3. Tess

    Sad but true and a universal emotion. Great take on the prompt. <3

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