We had another good day yesterday with a couple of interesting conversations. After taking our seat at lunch, Kate asked where we were. I told her. Then she asked my name. I told her. She followed that with “What’s mine name?” I said, “You tell me.” She thought a moment and told me.
A few minutes later, she asked where we were again. I told her. Then I said, “We’ve lived here 47 years. As usual she was surprised and said, “That can’t be.” Then I told her we have a daughter who will be 50 in October. She looked even more surprised and said, “We have children?” I told her we have a daughter and son and gave her their names.
I also had a brief conversation with Mary, our sitter. When she arrived, I told her about Kate’s anxiety attack on Wednesday night. I just wanted her to know in case anything similar happened while I was gone. She told me she was impressed with how well Kate handles herself with people. She specifically mentioned how easy it was for her to make conversation with people she saw at Panera. She specifically noted how much she enjoys the children she sees. Although I often I talk about how well she does in social encounters, it was nice to hear it from someone else.
I’m happy to say that we had no signs of the anxiety that Kate experienced Wednesday night. The more I think about it, the more I believe that was the clearest sign of sundowning we have had. I hope it was the last but know it could happen again.
