At 7:35 this morning, I glanced at the iPad connected to the video cam and noticed that Kate was getting out of bed. She was already on her feet when I reached her. She smiled at me, and I said, “Looks like I got here just in time.” She said, “Yes, I’m glad to see you.” She wanted to go to the bathroom. I took her hand, and we headed that way. She said, “You’ve done this before.” I said, “Yes, I have.”
She was a little unsteady on her feet; otherwise she seemed perfectly normal and recognized exactly who I was. I had to explain what she was supposed to do when we got to the bathroom. She almost always looks at the toilet as though she doesn’t know what it is for.
I took her back to bed and pulled the covers over her. She thanked me. I told her I would be in the kitchen and to call me if she needed anything. She said, “What’s your name?” I told her and said, “And what’s your name?” She looked at me as though I should know, and I said, “Kate.” She smiled and said, “That’s right.” I am sure that she hadn’t remembered but was covering herself by waiting for me to tell her. She still has at least some ability to hide her memory problem though she almost always asks me her name. She never seems bothered by asking me the names of other people even those closest to her like her children and her mother and father.