I just got off the phone with my mom. We had the most normal conversation, and I thought: that's Mom! For about two minutes there was no glimpse of Alzheimer's to be seen.
Then we hung up, and I thought: I wonder if Dad was really doing/where she said he was, and I wonder if she will remember to give him the message. I'll have to call back in a few minutes just to make sure he got it. Usually she hangs up and can't remember the conversation.
My Dad's memory is slipping also. Somehow his is a little harder on me. Maybe because I consider my mother's memory loss as a disease, but his seems more an indicator of aging. Maybe because he's been such a bastion of good sense amid the craziness (literally) of his life with my mom. Maybe because now I need to keep a closer eye on the two of them. Maybe there are too many reasons to count.
Meanwhile, I'll just bask in the two minutes of normalcy that I just experienced with my mom. That's enough for right now.
I'll be grateful with you. . .
ReplyDeleteWow, Diane! What a tough thing to go through. They are lucky to have you near by. A lady (about your age) in my ward just passed away this past weekend-- she had very advanced Alzheimer's and I thought of your mom. It was hard on her family, but they actually seem relieved in some ways too. It's just hard! And you seem so strong! Love you! P.S. love that you were able to escort Laura at the temple. I would have chosen you too!
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