Kate and I stopped for lunch before our visit with Ellen. Shortly before we left the restaurant, she went to the restroom. Knowing she wouldn’t remember where we were sitting, I kept watching for her to come out. As I might have expected, she took a wrong turn to get back to our table. I saw her approach the entrance to the kitchen and thought she was going to ask for help. I got up from our table and walked toward her. She was talking with one of the employees. Before I reached them, they had turned and started walking back to the restroom. Kate saw me and said she would be right back.
I returned to the table and waited. All the while, I was wondering what had happened in the ladies room. I thought perhaps something wasn’t working or that Kate might have broken something. In a few minutes, Kate and the employee walked over to me. Kate said, “She is going to tell you something that I want to remember.” The employee told me that Kate had seen a quote by Eleanor Roosevelt that said, “A woman is like a tea bag – you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” Kate just beamed and said, “Isn’t that a great quote. Now make sure you remember that.” Kate thanked the employee and asked her to say it one more time.
As we walked out I saw the employee and went over to thank her myself and let her know about Kate. She was a very compassionate woman and had already guessed. Kate walked over and gave her a hug. It was one of those moments that hit me once in a while. Tears instantly welled up in my eyes, and we said goodbye.
As we continued our drive to Ellen’s, I thought more about Kate’s predicament. She saw the quote and must have read it several times. She wanted to remember it, but finally had to recognize that she couldn’t. She knew she couldn’t take me into the ladies room to read it and remember it. What does one do when caught like this? If its really important, you have to ask for help. She did just that, and she hit the jackpot. She found a caring person who was not just willing to help but to do so in such a sensitive manner.
I am also reminded of John Zeisel’s book, I’m Still Here. He makes the point that although the person with dementia may lose some abilities, they retain others for a long time. Kate is well into her journey. It’s over seven years since the diagnosis. By my own judgment, she is well into Stage 6 of the seven-stage model. Nonetheless, she retains amazing skills in casual social interactions. She has amazing insights about me and many social situations. In addition, she works hard to solve problems that would not have been problems before Alzheimer’s, like putting clothes on. It’s a challenge to distinguish the front and back of most of the tops she wears. Often when I start to help her, she stops me. She wants to do it herself. The saddest thing of all is when she has to give in and ask me for help. I’m beginning to think more about Eleanor Roosevelt’s quote about women and tea bags. Kate is in “hot water,” and she’s showing just how strong she is.
I love that entire narrative and what it reveals about each of you.
Thanks, Bill. I try to be candid. Sometimes I wonder if I go to far.