A Bit of a Bumpy Ride

Life can be challenging as each day has its ups and downs...hills and valleys...good days and difficult ones. After three and a half years, it seems as if Flo is noticibly a bit more confused. The worst part is that she has it in her head that she hasn't seen her daughter, Mare, in more than a week. And it has her very upset. I can be sitting directly opposite her in a chair, and the conversation is... "Do you know where Mare is? I haven't talked with her in quite a while. Could you give me her phone number so I can call her?"
"Mom, I am Mare, and I'm sitting right here."
"No, I mean my daughter, Mare. You are Mare, but not my daughter Mare."

Five minutes later, she will pick up the phone and want to make a call [to her daughter], and is unsuccessful and frustrated. And this conversation has been going on for days. It's like my personal version of 'Where's Waldo'? and the movie 'Groundhog Day'!!

I have become the master of distraction and pretty adept at changing the subject.

Good times have also been happening. My son and his girlfriend came into town, and did yardwork and surprise purchasing of flowers for my deck planters, and landscaped a raised bed that was empty. It was wonderful! And my grandpup, Hank, managed to stand up on the kitchen counter and do a taste test of the coconut bundt cake that they had brought!! Kind of funny when you are an observer and not the enforcer!

I am back on my meds for two weeks now, and hopefully will continue to be functioning better as each day goes by.

But the whole 'confused Mom' thing stays the main focus and is both frustrating and sad. Thank God for St Nic [ caregiver extraordinaire] because she is very good for both of us.

It would be a tremendous blessing if tomorrow when Mom wakes up...her first words are not,

"Does anybody know where Mare is?"

I've got my fingers crossed. Well, not literally...