We didn’t have anything special on our agenda yesterday, but we had a very pleasant day together. She was in a cheerful mood all day. At lunch she asked for some help with names. Specifically, she asked our daughter’s name. I told Jesse. Then she asked the last name. I told her Brewer. That triggered Jesse’s husband’s name, Greg. Then she asked me the name of her brother’s wife. I told her Virginia. With a little frustration, she said, “I knew that. It just wouldn’t come to me. I don’t think I am fully awake yet.”
At dinner last night, we sat in a booth where we have sat many times. On the wall is a print of the painting American Gothic. Each time we see it she asks me the name. She frequently gets American but forgets Gothic. That is what she did last night. Moments later, she asked me the name again. Over the course of our meal she must have asked as many as seven or eight times. It is clear that she recognizes her loss of names and is trying to recover it.
The surprise of the day is that we spent almost two hours in our family room after getting home from lunch. Based on the past, I expected she would want to go to Barnes & Noble pretty quickly, but she asked, “What now?” I told her that I thought it would be nice if we spent some time at home for a while and then we could go to Barnes & Noble. She said, “Okay.” I turned on some music and reviewed income tax information that I will give to our accountant this week. She got her iPad and worked jigsaw puzzles. Since we don’t do this very often, I was curious how long it would last before she wanted a change. It was almost two hours later. Then we went to Barnes & Noble for another hour and a half before going to dinner.
When we got home, I didn’t turn on the TV for the evening news. Instead, I turned on some music and read for a couple of hours while Kate worked on her iPad. It had been a very pleasant day.
