Yes, I did flake this morning but by afternoon things were better.
After speaking to mom after lunch I now understand why she was upset and confused this morning — she didn’t know about the meeting or understand why she was there. And that is because I never mentioned it to her because I forgot myself.
She was better when I explained it was just a progress report and it was for my benefit to hear how she’s progressing and to give me the opportunity to ask questions.
Tonight was even better. She was definitely more upbeat than last night. I brought Charlie up to see her and she spoke with T. on the phone. They appeared to have a pretty fluid conversation and said their “I love you’s.”
Mom was trying to tell me something about this afternoon but got frustrated trying to get the words out. I got the gist of it but it’s a struggle and it tires her out. I just tell her to take her time. The words will come. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t.
How I long to go back just four or five years ago and beyond, so I can have mom the way she was before dementia kicked in. But really, aside from the memory and speech issues, mom is still the same. She’s still the same sweet person she’s always been.
I am so grateful for the continued support of my friends, some of whom have had their own losses this year, for their caring and for their words of encouragement.
In the end, this is what it’s all about — family and friends.