Alzheimer’s and Mom
I called my Mom this afternoon, her husband answered, he handed the phone to Mom. I told her I was David, as I always do.
“I’m David, your son.” Silence. “Hi, Mom. It’s David. Your son. I wanted to say hello.” Silence.
“Ah,” Mom said. Silence. “Ah - lo.”
“Yes, Hello,” I said. Silence. “Hello, Mom, it’s David.” Silence.
“Hel…,” Mom said.
“Yes, hello Mom.” Silence.
“Hel… lo?” Mom said.
“Hello, Mom.”
“David?”
“Yes, Mom, Hello, it’s David.”
copyright, 2010
August 4th, 2010 at 2:03 pm
Myheart breaks for you and your knowledge and awareness of what is happening. Maretha said she looked worse than in April. What can I do to help?
September 27th, 2010 at 1:03 am
I am commenting on my comment: I see a book coming from this.