Not a Cheerful Day

Yesterday was a nice day, but Kate was not in a cheerful mood. That was most obvious in her conversation. It began first thing in the morning. She didn’t give me a smile when I went in to get her up. Although she didn’t ask, I am pretty sure that she didn’t recognize me as her husband. On the other hand, she wasn’t alarmed. She was more independent. She didn’t want my help when I gave her my hand to help her from the bed. She told me she could do it herself. As I walked her to the bathroom, she changed her mind and wanted to hold my hand. Once in the bathroom, she responded to me as someone she recognizes and trusts.

We had lunch at Casa Bella with one of our associate pastors and his wife. She has always been drawn to him, but she no longer remembers him or his wife. I reminded her of how much she enjoyed his preaching and teaching. It didn’t seem to ring a bell. The lunch went well. We enjoyed being with them. Kate talked very little. I don’t believe it related to her not remembering them. I think she was just not in a talkative mood yesterday.

Her “Big Sister” photo album was the hit of the day for her. She took it with her when we went to lunch but left it in the car. We came back to the house where she spent some time looking at it before and after our appointments for haircuts and again after dinner before working on her jigsaw puzzles.

She didn’t talk much going to and from our hair appointments or lunch and dinner. Neither did she say much while we eating last night. She didn’t seem depressed at all. She enjoyed herself. There were times when I talked to her and expected a response but didn’t get it. As I think about it now, she hasn’t been very talkative over the past week or so. This comes after a few weeks when she has been. I don’t have an explanation or even a guess as to why. It’s one of those many mysteries. I do know that I like it much more when we have conversations even if they are repeats of the same ones we always have.