Earlier this morning I walked into our bedroom where Kate was entering something in her iPhone. She asked me what channel CNN was on. I told her I didn’t know but that I would get it for her. She said the “Favorites” feature wasn’t working. I got the channel, and she asked me what number it was. I told her “1202.” She then entered it into her phone. This is a good example of the many things she does to help herself function better. I admire her for trying. At the same time, I feel sad as she works so hard trying to organize herself to prevent losing things or to help herself remember how to do things.
I continue to repeat the same old story. I don’t know that anyone else but her hairdresser suspects she has AD, but she has a serious problem functioning with daily tasks. This past week she missed another hair appointment which she rescheduled for two days later. She didn’t have it written down, and she hadn’t given it to me to write on my calendar. We had developed the practice of her telling me when her next appointment is right after she leaves her present appointment. We goofed. She doesn’t remember scheduling the next one; so she is going to have to call and either make one or jot down the one she made.
I haven’t said anything about Dad in a while. I suppose that is a good sign. That means he hasn’t had a lot of problems. This past week I have, however, noticed a change. Three or four days he has been very hard to wake up. One day this week he was so hard to arouse that we sat in the dining room for an hour without his becoming talkative – just saying he wanted to go back to bed. He didn’t eat the cottage cheese I had brought him, and we went back to his room before his dinner arrived. He just wanted to sleep. The next day he was fine.
