Evie's Take on Mom

For an 85 year old, my mom's doing fairly well, physically. 

She is in what used to be called Assisted Living. And, she remains fairly active. She uses a walker to get around, but she does get around. During the day, she's rarely in her room. Visits normally begin with us dashing from one of her favorite haunts to another until we find her.

Her Alzheimer's is advancing, though.

Interestingly, she's not becoming mean but her personality is changing and her memory is shot.

She never remembers our visits. When we visit and she first sees us it's like she hasn't seen us in years. And, she's always happy. She never condemns.

When dad was still around, and still sort of with us, we'd say that mom had become like a seven year old, a bratty seven year old girl.

As we chatted today, Evie assessed mom as being like a two year old.

My first thought was that that was extreme, but having thought it through, I'd have to agree.

You've heard the expression, the Terrible Twos. It's like that.

Dad had another type of dementia and he didn't regress in this way. He sort of simply faded.

Mom's much more of a challenge.

It looks as if there's a family meeting with the home's staff on the near horizon.