Last night’s conversation with Mom.
“Hi Mom. Thought I’d call to see how you’re doing.”
“Well, I’m not sure I’m so worried...…I, well.. the phone..I can’t find the.. well on the north side…they expect me to… oh I can’t remember…”
“Are you meeting someone tomorrow?”
“Well, I have to go..I can’t they are…the book.. we’re..I can’t..”
This conversation went on for almost 10 minutes. I wish I knew what had her upset. I wish I knew what she was trying to tell me. I wish memory loss wasn’t such a frightening, terrible thing.
2 comments:
That is so hard to cope with!!!! Hang in there.
Best of luck. There's a lot of research out there that looks promising.
I worry about my mom, too. She's now defensive about it: "I didn't forget!"
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