… we decided we had to take everything away. He couldn’t have hair scissors, he couldn’t have cuticle scissors, he couldn’t have anything but like a toothbrush. He lost his glasses a year ago or more. We never found them. They can throw things away, or they can get mixed up, or somebody can come in their room and take them just because – you know. They didn’t ever turn up. He wore a bridge in his mouth that had a missing tooth, and one day he told me, ‘I’ve lost a tooth,’ and I looked and it was because he didn’t have his bridge. But he didn’t remember that he had a bridge. … She [the nurse] said one day she came in and he was washing his bridge in the toilet, and she said, “That’s so dirty!” and he said, “No, it’s not. I flushed it.” You just have to go with it because they make no sense. It makes sense to them, but it makes no sense.