When I visited my Mom in the nursing home, she often confused me with my Dad or an uncle. Once, she asked, “Are you my son or my brother?”
I replied, “Your son,” and she came back, “Well, could you be my son AND my brother?” Well, why not, I thought.
Another time, I came into the dayroom of her Alzheimer’s ward to find a human circle of sleeping forms in their wheelchairs, and Mom not immediately within sight. I said, “Mom, where are you?” She and all the other women perked up immediately, as if expecting, perhaps longing, to have the company of a loved one.
The men continued to doze.
Please, friends, don’t abandon your loved ones living with Alzheimer’s/dementia because you think they might not recognize you. They think, feel and love like us all. It just may not be apparent at first, but I assure you there is life, love and laughter inside. And it’s in abundance!
–By Ron Cooper
Ron Cooper is the author of “Fran’s Song: My Mother’s Triumph over Alzheimer’s” available on Amazon.com.