Wanting to Help

Among the first signs I noticed related to Kate’s Alzheimer’s was her lack of attention to some of her major household responsibilities. The most obvious one was that she often didn’t have dinner ready. It also included less obvious things like washing clothes but leaving them in the washing machine for a day or two before putting them into the dryer. Over the years, I have jumped in to take care of these things without our ever talking about it. It was as though she didn’t notice that I was taking care of meals, the clothes, and other household chores.

Thus it has come as a surprise to me that on several occasions recently she has asked if she could help me with something. Two of those occurred yesterday. She saw that I was taking clothes from the washer and putting them in the dryer. She asked if she could help. I felt little need for the help. This is a pretty easy task, but I was so pleased with her offer that I said yes. Later, I brought the dry clothes into the family room where I usually listen to music while folding them. I had already separated her things from mine when she walked into the room. Once again, she asked if she could help me. I quickly said yes. She picked up all of her things and walked back to her room. I later discovered that she hadn’t folded or picked up her clothes, but I was happy with her offer to help. That and her enjoyment of Darkest Hour that we saw yesterday afternoon made yesterday another good day.