At almost 9:00 this morning, I saw that Kate was getting out of bed. I went to her and asked what I could do for her. She asked me to get her clothes. I asked if she wanted to take a shower first. She did, and we walked to the bathroom. As I started to get the shower ready for her, she took off her night gown, and we had the following conversation.
Kate: “What is your name?”
Richard: “Richard.”
Kate: “What’s your full name?”
Richard: “Richard Lee Creighton.”
Kate: “What’s my name?”
Richard: “Katherine Franklin Creighton.”
Kate: “That sounds right. And who are you?”
Richard: “I’m your husband.”
Kate: “Noooo.”
Richard: “Let’s talk about that later. Why don’t you take your shower now.”
Kate: (Getting into the shower) “Who are you?”
Richard: “Do you think I’m a friendly guy?”
Kate: “Yes.”
Richard: “I’m your husband.”
Kate: (Puzzled look) “Okay. <pause> What’s your name?”
Richard: “Richard Lee Creighton.”
Kate: “What should I call you?”
Richard: “Richard.”
After her shower, she went back to bed for about forty-five minutes. Then she got up to dress. She didn’t ask my name or who I am. She acted as though she knew. I wanted to ask but didn’t. I think she knew.
