Throughout their entire lives, the Taylors strived to stay active. Working outside and regular exercise have allowed them to remain independent into their senior years. “I'm trying to walk 2000 steps or better a day just to keep my strength up and stuff,” Marion explained. Through his cancer and his dementia, Marion and Gail both strive to be the healthiest versions of themselves they can be. “I talked to my doctor…I said my biggest fear is if something happens to me,” Gail said. “If I have a stroke, or even if I just fell and broke my leg or something…I feel like he's so dependent on me.” In their current chapter of life, the Taylors’ health journey is solely about preservation.
Gail, Marion and their grandson Noah take a seat at Marion’s Neurology appointment. The memory care unit is buried within the building—up an elevator, through multiple hallways, and winding signs finally lead you to neurology. A route Marion could never navigate on his own.
“So, there are a lot of things out there,” the neurologist said. “Some of them I know about, some of them I don’t.” The doctor was answering Gail’s question about Creatine, a supplement known for muscle growth and retention. Jenny had told them about multiple studies showing promise in cognitive preservation. “Do you have any more questions?”
In the span of seven minutes, the appointment was complete. The National Library of Medicine published a study in 2025 detailing the positive cognitive effects of using creatine. “Creatine monohydrate was associated with improvements in cognition. The efficacy of creatine monohydrate in Alzheimer's disease should be studied further.”
Defying Dementia gives the Taylors another avenue of personalized treatment, otherwise not recognized in traditional medicine. “I have someone to turn to, that is a resource to help, that I don't feel like I'm out on an island by myself,” Gail explained.
The Taylors appreciate the program’s focus on prevention. “That's part of our health care crisis right now, is nobody talks about prevention or forming good habits,” Jacobs explained. “They just talk about how to treat and manage symptoms with medication.”
The most important part of the program to the Taylors is the personalization and regular access to hands-on support. “She just brings joy to my heart when I see her,” Marion said. “When she comes, I just light up like, you know?”
“She interacts with Marion, and so I feel like she knows him. She knows about him, but she also knows him,” Gail said. “And I think that makes a difference to it. She's evaluated him and interacted with him until she understands who he is and what his needs are.”
The Taylors feel like Jacobs is more than a provider for them, but a friend deeply involved in Marion’s situation. “She continuously does research to understand dementia, and she's experienced it in her own life with her own family,” Gail said, referring to Jacobs’ father’s cognitive decline with Parkinson’s Disease. “That's part of why her heart is pulled towards it. She's a great inspiration to me.”
Unbeknownst to the Taylors, Jacobs feels the same way about working with families just like them. “My dad passed in May of 2024, so I took a little time to heal after that. But working with families like Gail and Marion…it’s helped me heal,” Jacobs’ voice broke. “That's been very helpful in my grieving process to be able to be with people like that.”
The clock ticked in the kitchen while Jacobs laid out colorful wood pieces as Marion patiently waited to begin his puzzle. This was a new puzzle, 3-D rather than flat puzzle pieces. The orders of the colors didn’t matter—the puzzle focused on matching the stained-glass-like pieces by shape.
Jacobs and Marion worked on the puzzle at their usual Wednesday morning meetings as the three caught up on what each had been up to the past week.
“What did you cook for Easter?” Jacobs asked Gail.
Gail turned to Marion. “Do you remember what we had to eat for Easter?”
“Uh, we had ham,” Marion recalled.
“Yeah,” Gail affirmed.
“Sweet potatoes-”
“No, we didn’t have sweet potatoes,” Gail said.
“Oh, we didn’t?” Marion replied. “Okay. Mashed potatoes and green beans…”
“Macaroni and cheese,” Gail added.
“What about deviled eggs?” Jacobs asked.
“We had deviled eggs,” Gail replied.
“Oh, did we?” Marion said. “Okay, I don’t remember.”
By the time the three made it through recalling their Easter Sundays, the puzzle was complete. “Whew, it’s hard work,” Jacobs said once Marion placed the last piece.
“You’ve done good!” Marion replied.
“You did it,” Jacobs said.
“...No, you helped me,” Marion responded.
“We figured it out together,” Jacobs conceded.
“We did it, we did it,” Gail said.
Jacobs put the puzzle under the table and let out a sigh. They were nearing the end of their weekly meeting. “So, can I give you some homework?” she asked.
“No,” Marion replied. “I’ll fail at it.”
“You can do this,” Jacobs reassured. She took out a pad of yellow paper and wrote out a three-word sentence.
The dog ran.
She turned the pad around on the table to face Marion and handed him a pencil. “Put these in alphabetical order,” Jacobs asked.
“I don't even know my alphabets anymore,” Marion said.
“Well, that’s what we’re going to work o-”
“A, B, C, D, E, F, G,” Marion exclaimed.
“Right!” Jacobs said. “Say A, B, C, D, E, F, G, and whenever you say the letter…that means it came first.”
“Do you want me to put an ‘A’ here or what?” Marion asked.
“We have a word that starts with a ‘T,’ a ‘D,’ and an ‘R,” Jacobs patiently explained. “So, in the alphabet, would the ‘T,’ the ‘D,’ or the ‘R’ come first?” Gail looked at Marion, a worrisome, but hopeful look in her eyes.
“D,” Marion said. Gail exhaled. “So, dog.”
With each word, with multiple practice sentences, Marion began to understand the instructions and complete each alphabetization. “Can I give you three of these to do every day until next week?” Jacobs asked.
“You’ll have to tell [Gail] because I already will forget,” Marion chuckled. “But she’s a good coach.”
“She is a good coach,” Jacobs reassured with a smile.
“She loves me even though I’m not all here,” Marion said.
“I know she does; we all love you,” Jacobs said. “And I’m not all here either, and I don’t have dementia. So we just got to love each other no matter what.”
“Unconditional love,” Gail added.
“That’s what it is,” Jacobs said.
“Unconditional love…” Marion trailed.