Yesterday Kate and I took what I would call our first steps in getting back to normal after the flu. Kate was up somewhat earlier, and we got to Panera before 10:30. The best news of the day was that Kate’s cough has virtually stopped. That made for a much nicer day. We went directly from Panera to lunch and were back home in time for the sitter. Kate is still tired. She got right into bed when we got home. That is where she was when the sitter arrived. I brought Mary in to say hello and told Kate I was off to the Y. She remained in bed and stayed there another two hours or more according to the Mary. That is the first time I recall her resting so long with the sitter here.
I went to the bedroom about fifteen minutes ago to see if she were still sleeping. I saw that she was up. When I walked into the bathroom, I noticed that she had had another accident and went to get a towel to clean it up. When I returned, she was standing by our bed with her underwear and a pair of pants in her hands looking a bit confused. I asked if I could help her, she nodded. I asked what she needed. She said, “Something to wear.” In moments like these she looks so helpless. It is painful to watch. I went to her closet and picked out a top to go with the pants she had picked out (the ones she had worn yesterday and thrown over a chair beside the bed). I gave her the top, and she proceeded to the bathroom to take a shower. She can be very groggy in the morning anyway, but the kind of confusion I saw this morning can only be another sign of Alzheimer’s. It is just a little thing, but I see little things like this making their way into our lives. There’s no way to stop it.
This afternoon Kate has a facial at 2:00. Then we have Broadway night at Casa Bella this evening at 6:00. I am optimistic about our having a nice day.
