Whenever Mom wakes up from a nap in the afternoon or evening it's a time conducive for delusional thinking. Not something I see in the morning. This morning I slept late until about 9:30 and the morning conversation did not go good. In fact initially it was nothing more than vague fragments of words that could not be completed. Mom was repetitively starting and stopping, each time giving up on completing her thoughts.
It reminded me of late in the day events so I asked her how long has she been thinking about this. Since she woke up? "Yes." Since she had probably been awake a couple of hours, in all likelihood she had fallen back asleep in her chair and dreamed and was now trying to make sense of a dream deemed as reality.
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At this point I stopped writing last night as I was too depressed thinking about Mom's ongoing demise. I was going to write some examples of yesterday's fragmented thoughts. Couldn't do it. Still can't.
Today she was not as detached from reality but still quite detached. She took a nose dive at the end of last year from which she has not recovered.
One example from last night. As she was telling me goodnight she mentioned she did not know what to do about the lights. Normally she turns them off as she heads to bed. I told her I would get them.
Simple things have become difficult for her at times. Simple actions or decisions have become complicated in her mind.
Today I was deeply sad again thinking about the path she is on. Her once brilliant mind is going.
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