Wednesday and Thursday were not the best days. She does pretty good as long as I am in her line of vision but she gets very fearful when I am not and starts yelling, babbling, banging or clapping. She always settles for a moment when she hears the familiar chime of her clock that I brought here from the Roaring Springs house. Wednesday I took her to her room where all of her things are including a picture of her Mom and she just sat there looking at the picture and talking the language of Alzheimer's. There were pauses and inflections in her talk that made it sound like she was really in a conversation. When I went to get her I asked, "Mom did you have a good talk with your Mother?" She said, "Yes, it was nice." So I wonder ... She was calm the rest of the evening.
Mom hates getting her hair washed because of the water on her face. She screams bloody murder. It sounds like something straight out of a horror movie. As much as she hates the shower she does seem to feel so energized after she is all dressed, hair combed, and teeth brushed.
Evening came and she went into one of her episodes. She did not eat much supper. She laid down for a nap and when she woke up she ate more supper and then I climbed up in bed with her and we looked at pictures. After a while I asked her if she wanted to look at more pictures and she said, "No, I am tired" I said okay we can look at more tomorrow and she said that is a good idea. Sometimes she is so with it and then in a heartbeat she can change. Even though I hate her lack of memory at times it works in my favor. She absolutely hates it when I change her and looks at me with such contempt. But once I finish, I leave the room for 5 minutes and come back and I am the wonderful daughter again and we have a nice visit. She does not remember I am the one that just changed her! ; )
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