Posted 11/26/18 by Pam:
She was very quiet while I was there, tired. Out of the blue while she was holding my hand she said, “Is something wrong with me?” She seemed very aware and concerned. I reassured her that nothing was wrong with her and she was loved very much. She was good when I left.
Me: Tragic. I feel so much better with mom being oblivious. 🙁 Reminds me of one of the Marys that has asked the nurses 1000 times “Where am I supposed to be? Where is my room? Why am I here?” It is easier coping with blissful gazes than semi-informed questions.
Yes it is. Part of it was John said many times that she had to not fight them with the bath, etc. After he had been gone for a while she said that.
I am going to find a gentle way to remind him that every day is Groundhog Day. Saying things like that does no good.