Yesterday was Father's Day. I reflected on my dad and knew how much love I always had for him. During my childhood my love and affection that I had for my dad was plentiful. It was my relationship with my mom that was distant. Yes, I was daddy's little girl.
Anyway over the weekend my mom was so sharp and so aware. Ruthie was in the moment. I actually told my son and husband on Sunday, that you would never ever know that my mom had Alzheimer's.
This morning when I spoke to my mom she sounded okay ,yet her caregiver entered mom's home while we were speaking, and asked my mom who she was speaking to. My mom said her son. I said "mom I'm not your son" and mom answered " who are you"? I just think she had a little confusion, because Elaine her caregiver said as she entered "let's go I'm taking you on the road", and my mom started to sing "on the road again" and was giggling. I hear that part of the disease is that people can go in and out of it. Still in my heart I really do not think Ruthie thought she was speaking to my brother, I think she just got thrown off course for a few seconds.
Am I in a little denial ? It doesn't really matter.