The Manãna Treehouse

Connie Kish won't be written off as just another sad casualty of Alzheimer's. Oddly at first, she's the caregiver, finding ways to help her husband, Max, cope with what's happening to her. When she sees that he's utterly devastated and crying in secret, she decides to let him off the hook by divorcing him. She pushes him away with all her might while he hangs onto to her for dear life. There comes a new man into her life and another woman in his. In a comedy of errors, Connie and Max come out on the other side, together again. He has matured and stepped up as the caregiver. They're awash in Alzheimer's, trying to stay afloat and looking after each other in a mirroring of love back and forth between them.

"Don't write me off," she says. "Don't let me become a forgetful old biddy saying the same thing over and over again."

"Connie Kish an old biddy? Ain't gonna happen. No way. No how."

"I like the sound of it. 'Old biddy.'"

"It's too soon for you to become an old biddy," Max says. "You're going to have to wait until I become an old galoot."

"That's us. The old biddy and the old galoot. When I forget your name, I'll call you Old Galoot. And when you forget my name, you can call me Old Biddy.