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Boredom and the Need for a Change

Over the past few years I have come to recognize the value of a routine for Kate. As someone with a touch of OCD, I have always liked routine, but that is something that does not come natural to Kate. As I have assumed a greater role as the person in charge, I have guided us into a regular daily pattern of activities. That involves letting her sleep as long as she wants. Learning very early that she likes to get a change of scenery, I started taking her to Panera to get a muffin. This soon became a habit that she latched on to with ease. She likes getting out of the house. She likes the muffin, and the bonus is the social activity there. She doesn’t like to stay any one place for long whether she is at home or someplace else. If we get to Panera early, we are likely to get back home for a break before lunch. If the weather is agreeable, she will work outside until I let her know that it is lunch time. I established lunch to match my own preferences. We go anywhere between 11:30 and noon, sometimes slightly later. After lunch, she is likely to go back outside. She used to stay out as long as three to four hours. Nowadays, she is not outside longer than an hour and a half to two hours. That often leaves a span of time during which she likes to leave the house again. At first, I took her back to Panera. More recently, I have sometimes taken her to Barnes & Noble. We go to dinner between 5:30 and 6:00 and are usually back home between 6:45 and 7:15. Then comes the most relaxing part of the day for both of us. We go back to our bedroom. She usually gets ready for bed and takes a seat in her chair and works on her iPad. I sit in mine and watch the PBS Newshour that I record every night. Anywhere between 8:00 and 8:45, Kate is ready to get in bed. Sometimes she continues to work on her iPad in bed. Other times, she puts it up and goes to sleep.

My point is that this routine seems to minimize and relieve the boredom she feels if she spends too long at one task. That is especially true because there are so few things she is able to do on her own. I can easily understand. If I could only work on my iPad and go outside to pull leaves off the shrubs, I would be bored as well. It is remarkable to me that she is able to spend so much time on her iPad. It is only possible because we are changing locations throughout the day.

This brings me to comment about travel. At home the schedule takes care of itself. She gets along pretty well. When she is bored, we move to something else. That seems to work very well. When we are traveling to visit family, the routine is different. Often there is no set routine because our time is viewed as an opportunity to simply enjoy time together. The problem for her is that she is unable to fully participate in most of our group activities that involve conversation, games, or things like watching a football game.

This brings me to this afternoon. We didn’t arrive at Kevin’s house this morning until it was getting to be time for lunch. All of us went out for a nice lunch and came back to the house. I was hoping that Kate would take interest in a game Kevin’s family had learned from Kate’s cousin, Tina. She was never able to become engaged and went into the family room to work on her iPad. After playing the game a while, I went in to check on her. Her look conveyed she wanted to move on. I’ve learned to recognize it at home, at Panera, Barnes & Noble or visiting family on holidays. I decided it would be best for us to leave and took her to Panera. She was just fine. Before we were there an hour, she gave me the same look. I asked if she would like to return to the hotel. She did. We’ve been here about forty-five minutes. A few minutes ago, she closed her iPad and is resting on the sofa. She asked me not to let her go to sleep. We will leave soon for Kevin’s and then go to dinner.

I have heard other caregivers talk about the challenges of traveling with their loved ones. We have been very fortunate to travel as long as we have, but now I see that we are approaching the time when that will be a thing of the past. It is hard on her and demands a lot of me to watch out for her. It is also very confusing for her. She still is not sure where we are. Today at Kevin’s, she pulled away for a moment and asked, “Where do they live?” I told her once again that they live in Lubbock. Tonight at their home, she asked, “Who lives in this house?” I told her that Kevin and Rachel live there. As she was getting ready to turn out the light and go to bed, she asked, “Where is this?” I asked if she meant the city. She said yes. I told her again that it is Lubbock, but that she would not have to worry about where she was tomorrow when we were back home.

 

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Christmas in Lubbock

We had a very nice Christmas Day. It was special in several ways. This was Brian’s first Christmas at home as a college student. It was also the first time that Kate’s brother, Ken, and his wife, Virginia, had joined us for Christmas dinner. Rachel’s parents, Linda and Scott Livingston, who live in a small town outside of Lubbock also joined us. It was hard for me to get out of my mind the thought that this might very well be the last Christmas that Kate and I will be here. As noted in my earlier posts, the way things are going so far I suspect it will not be possible (or wise) to bring her back two years from now. I am not even sure that we will make it to Memphis to be with Jesse’s family next year. My only regret is that we didn’t get to spend more time with Virginia and Ken. I’m already thinking about the possibility of another trip to see them in the spring.

It is very difficult for Kate to follow what is happening in a group situation like this. She responds by being quiet and tuning out on much that is going on. She continues to have difficulty remembering that we are in Lubbock. She pulled me aside at the gathering today to ask, “Where do these people (our son and his family) live?” Although she doesn’t say much, I do think she enjoys being in the company of family, especially for Christmas.

We started the day earlier than previous days. Kate was ready for breakfast by 8:00. I had brought breakfast back to the room for myself a few minutes after 7:00. We went back to the breakfast area where Kate had some juice and yogurt. We were there about forty-five minutes before she wanted to go to Panera. We did, but it was no surprise that they were closed. We came back to the hotel until time to leave for Kevin’s house. We were there just before 10:00.

Everyone chipped in to make the Christmas dinner. As usual, we had plenty to eat and good conversation. Kate’s brother and his wife as well as Rachel’s parents left not too long after dinner. We spent the remainder of the day relaxing. Kate worked on her iPad while I watched a little football. We also played a game or two. Kate didn’t participate in the games. She was happy with her iPad. Before coming back to the hotel, we enjoyed some of the leftovers. It was a nice Christmas.

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More Confusion and Recognition of It

It has been another nice day with our son’s family. It is Sunday, so they went to church this morning. I chose not to go thinking it would be good to let Kate get up leisurely and have a relaxing morning. Kevin called us after church, and we met him and his family at a local hamburger place for lunch. Then we came back to the house for the afternoon. We watched a couple of football games. Kate worked puzzles on her iPad. She did rather well, but I could tell she would have liked a change of scenery. When I asked if she would like to go back to the hotel, she said no. Thus we stayed at the house until time to leave for their annual Christmas Eve church service. We attended with them as we have done in the past. We came back to the house and had chili that Rachel had made. Then we came back to the hotel where Kate quickly got ready for bed. She didn’t even work on her iPad and was asleep in no time.

Despite having a nice day, Kate continued to be confused about where we are. I know she must have asked me almost ten times. That began this morning when we went to the car to go to Panera. She asked, “Where are we?” She asked again as we were leaving and also as we were leaving lunch. When we got back to Kevin’s house after lunch, she got out of the car and started pulling leaves from a shrub in front of the house. She had pulled only a few when I told her I thought we should go inside. Yesterday afternoon at Kevin’s she had said, “I can pull a few leaves.” It was a statement but really a question. I told her this was Kevin’s house and that might not be a good idea. She accepted that without a problem.

Tonight when we got out of the car at the church, she pulled me aside and asked, “Where are we?” I told her we were in Lubbock. She said something about knowing that. I told her she could ask me as many times as she wanted. She said, “And you don’t even make fun of me.”

Apart from the confusion, Kate has seemed melancholy. I noticed the first signs during the church service after we had sung “The First Noel.” After that it appeared that she wiped a tear from her eye. I asked if she were all right. Of course, she said she was. She enjoyed the service. It involved a lot of music. She especially liked a quartet’s version of “O Holy Night.”

We left Kevin’s right after dinner. After we got in the car, she asked if we were in Fort Worth. I told her we were in Lubbock. Then before I got out of the drive, she asked again. When I told her Lubbock, she said, “I don’t know why I keep forgetting that.”

In the car on the way back to the hotel, she said, “I know one thing; I am glad I married you.” I told her I was glad to have married her. I told her I wanted her to know she could count on me. She said, “I know that.” Back at the hotel, she seemed very dependent and appreciative of the ways in which I help her. Before getting into bed, she gave me a hug and said, “I don’t know what I would do without you.” I said, “Well, you don’t have to worry about that. I will always be with you.” She said, “I know.”

Her mood makes me think that she is recognizing her loss of memory. I doubt that she is associating it with her Alzheimer’s, but I believe she knows something is wrong. She is feeling more dependent on me. I think traveling brings this out because she has no idea where we are or where things are around the hotel room. Several times she has asked me where the bathroom is. Since I have packed her clothes, she has no idea what things I have brought for her, or where they are. There is good reason she is confused. My deeper concern is that this confusion is not just a result of being in strange places but that it represents a sign of further decline. I fear what things will be like in the next few months. I hope my fears are unfounded.

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Yesterday in Lubbock

Yesterday was a nice day for us. We met Kevin’s family at their house and then went to lunch. Following lunch, we went to TopGolf for a couple of hours. Kate was a good sport. She didn’t want to play. At first, she was disappointed when she realized where we were. It turns out she thought she had to play with us. When I told her she didn’t, she was pleased. I told her I would get her iPad from the car, and she could work puzzles while we played. I brought it to her, but she never used it. She just sat there. She didn’t really seem to be bothered, but she wasn’t enjoying herself. Two hours is a long time to sit while others are having fun. She never complained, and I doubt that anyone else noticed that she would rather be doing something else. I felt sorry for her. We were all having such a good time, and she was just passively sitting there.

As we were leaving, Kevin asked if we might want to come by the house or take a break at the hotel before our having dinner. I asked Kate, and she chose to go back to the house. After a while, I sensed that she might like to return to the hotel. She did. We stayed there until time for a barbeque dinner at our favorite place here. We all enjoyed ourselves.

Despite having a good time, it bothers me for Kate not to have the same level of engagement as she used to. It really is impossible for her to understand and keep up with the conversation. It brings back memories of my mother when she was going through the same thing. I can’t imagine what is going on in her brain. At one point, she asked me, “Where are we?” At the hotel, she has asked a couple of times where the bathroom is. Before leaving Kevin’s family last night, he told us about a game they had bought, Telepathy. His family had learned about it from Kate’s cousin, Tina, who lives in Fairbanks. Kate has always loved Tina. Ken explained that Tina had taught them, and that everyone loved it. It was clear to me that Kate did not understand what Ken had said. I simply called attention to what he had said and made it clear that Tina had introduced them to the game. She understood, but I know she forgot soon after that.

Soon after we returned to the hotel, Kate got into bed. I went over to her side and kissed her. Then I said, “I like spending Christmas with you.” She said, “We’ve had a lot of nice Christmases.” I said, “And we’ll keep on having them forever.” She said, “There are limits you know. We’ll enjoy what we can.” I said, “Yes, we will.” It was said as though she could tell the “light is dimming” on our time together. I know she recognizes that she has lost much of her ability to do things, but I find it hard to believe that she recognizes how close she is to the last chapters in our marriage as it presently exists. The fact that I was perceiving how lost she seemed today makes me consider the possibility that she does.

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A Nice Thanksgiving

We had a very pleasant Thanksgiving with Jesse and her family. Once again, we ate well. I suspect that is true for most of you reading this message. It was a relaxing day. The four adults were awake and downstairs before 8:30. The boys didn’t come down until a good bit later. Kate and I were mostly observers in the day’s activities. Jesse and Greg worked off and on the entire day. Jesse fixed everyone’s favorites. That meant mac ‘n cheese for Randy, bow tie pasta for Ron, and asparagus casserole for Kate and Jesse. The only sad part for me is that Kate no longer remembers that the casserole was a holiday dish that her mother made when she was growing up. She simply ate it without comment, and in the midst of all the activity, I forgot to tell her how much she had always enjoyed it. She loves reminiscing about her mother and would have liked thinking about other holiday favorites that she made for her family.

Like many families, we had the football games on all afternoon and into the evening. We didn’t sit down and watch any of them, but we kept up on the scores and periodically sat in front of the TV during critical portions of the games. After dinner last night, we watched Christmas with the Kranks. I hadn’t seen it before. It was one that Jesse’s family had seen before and loved. It was fun to watch as a family. Jesse and I were the primary viewers. Kate worked jigsaw puzzles on her iPad the entire time. She got in a lot of that yesterday. Greg had a football game on his the bedroom. Ron went back and forth from the movie to the game, and Randy was playing games on his phone. Despite the fact that we were not all watching the movie intensely, I felt it was a nice family time that allowed each person to pursue his personal interests while still being together.

As I have noted on other trips, large blocks of time can be a problem for Kate. She doesn’t like to stay in one place for an extended period of time. That is an issue whether at home or on the road; however, it is easier to change locations at home. For example, we can run to Panera or Barnes & Noble. She can work in the yard. We are always moving from one place to another. This desire to change locations is compounded when we travel because she is also confused about where we are and when we are going home. Early in the day yesterday, she asked me when we are going home. I told her we were going home “tomorrow.”

During the middle of the day we played Uno with Jesse and the boys. We had a good time and had a few laughs as well. I didn’t grow up playing lots of games at home, but I have come to recognize how good they are at facilitating group engagement. Everybody has fun most of the time except when someone loses too much. Playing with Kate adds a special dimension to games. She can’t remember the rules, and when I would try to help her, she would resent being helped. She had a real sense that we didn’t believe she could do anything right. At one point, we all knew that she had a “wild card” in her hand with a good opportunity to use it. We kept telling her what a wild card is and when to use it, but she never recognized that she had one in her hand. It was only one of three cards. She simply didn’t perceive it. Despite this issue, the game was a success.

Sometime during the night, Kate screamed, “Help!” I asked what was wrong. She said something about “her.” I asked, “Who is she?” She said, “My helper.” I had been thinking things were going so well with the sitter. Suddenly, I wondered if she had been afraid of the sitter. I asked if she had done something to make her afraid. She said, “No.” The she told me the sitter was with her. There was apparently something else that had scared both of them. I asked what had happened. She said, “I don’t know.” She mumbled a bit. Then for the next few minutes, she periodically said something about her (the sitter) as though she were concerned about her safety. I told her everything was all right, that it was just a dream. She said, “I hope so. I would feel better.”

Dreams like this are not typical for Kate, but she does occasionally have them. Fortunately, most of them involve her days in the classroom. She is always giving instructions to her students in a very kind way.

It is now 9:30 a.m. Kate has not yet come downstairs, and I want to leave in the next 30-45 minutes. I think I will go upstairs to check on her. Jesse has gone to work. The boys are still sleeping. It’s been another good holiday with family.

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Happy Thanksgiving

Kate and I are in Memphis where we are celebrating the holiday with Jesse and her family. It is a cold morning (26 degrees) but warming up to the mid-40s. The sun is shining brightly. I am in the kitchen where Jesse and Greg are making preparations for our Thanksgiving dinner around 3:00 this afternoon. They are cooking a turkey on the Big Green Egg. From past experience I know how good that is. Jesse is quite a cook. I probably haven’t mentioned that she is a vegetarian and has been for over 25 years. That makes it a little surprising that she cooks meat, but the rest of her family have never adopted her veggie habits.

Our friend Nancy Hardwick sent a text this week telling us that Charlie is now on hospice. He was diagnosed with dementia before Kate. When we visited them in Dallas last month, I never would have predicted this. He was very quiet at that time, but I observed no signs of his rapid decline. She said he started going down shortly after we left. He lost his mobility and has stopped eating.

Her message reminds me that there are many of you whose Thanksgiving will not be as joyful as our own. We are very grateful for all our own blessings and are mindful of those who are dealing with the more severe aspects of this disease. I also know that our time is still coming. I just don’t know when. I know it will be sooner than I want.

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Going to Memphis for Thanksgiving

This morning we left for Memphis where we are spending Thanksgiving with our daughter, Jesse, and her family. We usually break up the trip by stopping for lunch in Nashville to visit one of several friends who live there. This time we had a short visit with  Angie and Tom Robinson, a couple we have known since our undergraduate days at TCU. She is a retired English teacher with the public school system. He is a retired philosophy prof from Vanderbilt. Tom and I are two of three TCU grads who have kept up and for a number of years have kept up an active daily email correspondence.

We  met them at a local Tex-Mex restaurant where we spent about an hour and a half catching up on our lives. They are both very much aware of Kate’s AD. Of course, Kate is not aware that they know. That has not been a problem since they never say anything that would even hint of any awareness. Of course, this is almost always the case with everyone. It would be a rare person who would say anything to a person who has AD.

Although were not together long, we had a pleasant visit. When we left, Kate specifically mentioned how well it had gone. She even noted that everyone got to talk, something she is sensitive to, at least with respect to her getting left out.

The rest of the trip wasn’t as pleasant. Not too far out of Nashville, we ran into heavy traffic on I-40. One lane going West was blocked for construction. That exacerbated the problem created by the holiday traffic. It took us almost an hour longer than normal to get to Memphis.

We all went to dinner at a pizza place Jesse and Greg thought we would like. It is one of those down home places with a lot of character in one of the older sections of Memphis. Jesse knows we like places like this and has taken us to quite a few on our previous visits. When we returned to the house, we didn’t waste any time in calling it a night. Although the drive from Nashville to Memphis wasn’t so pleasant, the visits with the Robinsons and our evening with Jesse’s family more than made up for it. It was another nice day.

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Kevin’s Visit

Last Friday night Kevin arrived for a long weekend visit with us. This is the third time he has come to visit us without his family. I hasten to add that nothing is wrong at his home, he has simply wanted to take advantage of the time he has with Kate. His plan is to visit twice a year. His first visit was last March. The second was in September. Assuming he sticks to this schedule we will see him here again this coming September.

The first thing to report is that it was another good visit. We went to one of our local theaters on Saturday to see Peter and the Starcatcher. We had dinner at Casa Bella beforehand. The dinner was good. The play so-so. Nonetheless, it was fun being together. Sunday we all went to Sunday school and church. In SS I showed 2 videos showing diverse ways of recognizing Holy Week. (We are in a series of lesson with the theme of diversity within Christianity.) The first video was the executive director of Jews for Jesus who was explaining the meaning and procedure for the Seder. The other talked about the Easter parade in Seville, Spain. We had a short, but good discussion. The class seemed to enjoy it.

After church, we went to lunch at Chalupes so that Kevin would be acquainted with our favorite Mexican restaurant. We were pleased that he liked the enchiladas even though they were not Tex-Mex. At 3:00 we went to the Bijou where we saw Steel Magnolias. We all enjoyed it.

There were two highlights of the weekend. The first was doing 4 video conversations with Kate. Kevin used his camera. The first two 25-minute conversations were with Kate and me. We talked a little about her family, our courtship, starting graduate school at TCU and our move to Madison. The next two were with Kevin and Kate. They talked a little more about her family but mostly focused on her work when he was a child, her retirement, and other things that included his own impression of things when he was a child. These conversations reminded me of those that are broadcast on NPR’s “Morning Edition” every Friday. They were quite natural. We were all at ease and simply talked about the subjects as we might have done if we had been sitting around in casual conversation. I am expecting these to be great oral history records and plan for us to do more in the future. I am going to investigate getting a video camera so that we can continue to do this on our own. It was also a very therapeutic thing for Kate. First of all, she got pleasure out of talking about the various aspects of her life. Second, I believe the act of talking itself was a good way of exercising her brain. She did very well. No one would have suspected she has Alzheimer’s.

The second highlight was our visit with Kevin’s piano teacher from the time he started playing (around 7 or 8) and his senior year in high school when she suggested he take from a professor of music at the UT. She has recently moved to a local retirement community with continuing care from cottages, apartments, to assisted living, skilled nursing, and dementia units. She wanted to hear Kevin play. She played some herself and got him to the piano. He has not played in a while, but we enjoyed hearing him as well.

It was a leisurely visit, but we did stay up a little later and didn’t make up for it by sleeping later than usual. Neither did Kate rest as much during the day. That changed today. She got up at 5:25 this morning to say goodbye to him. We left at 5:35. She went back to bed and didn’t get up until I got her up for lunch at 11:35. It is 3:01 pm right now. She went back to bed at 2:08.

She got along so well while Kevin was here that he didn’t notice much difference from when he last saw her in December. He had been a little concerned before getting here. He had spoken with Virginia Franklin and my brother. Both of them had told him how much she had declined since they had seen her last.

I told Kevin that Kate had had a good week before he arrived. His visit helped her sustain this pattern. Now that he is gone, I can see her taking a step back. It is as though she were on stage while Kevin was here. Now she doesn’t’ have to keep up pretenses. It’s really more than that though. We were busy while he was here. She didn’t have to rely on her iPad for entertainment. She didn’t get bored. That is different today. If only I could keep her entertained more steadily, she would be better. This is difficult with my other responsibilities. I hope I can get her to have some more video conversations. That might help.

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A Day With Family

Yesterday Kate and I remained at the hotel until shortly after 11:00 when we drove over to Kevin’s. After a rocky start with the bad dream around 5:30 a.m., she rested a while, had a little breakfast, and went back to bed as she often (usually) does. I think it was good for her to get up leisurely in this way. We still had plenty of time to be with Kevin’s family.

We went to Lonestar Cheeseburger Company for hamburgers. We enjoyed ourselves, and I don’t recall anything unusual happening while we were there. We went back to Kevin’s, and Rachel prepared to go out with Heather. Kate went went along. I knew that they were going to a shop where Kate might want to buy something; so I talked privately with Rachel and gave her $40. I thought perhaps Kate wouldn’t think to ask me for money. That would mean she could ask Rachel to pay for what she wanted. I was wrong. Kate did ask me for the money; so I got it back from Rachel without Kate’s knowing.

While they were out shopping, Kevin and I went to Starbucks. I gave him an update on Kate. We discussed the future and Kate, his job, etc. When we returned to the house, the ladies had already finished their shopping. I asked Kate if she had been shopping. She said, “No.” I said something about thinking she was going shopping. She recalled, and said, “”Yes.” I asked if she bought anything. She first said no and then said a couple of things. I learned from Rachel that Kate had spent the $40 I had given her and another $20 she borrowed from Rachel. She said that Kate hadn’t bought anything nice and asked, “”I hope that is all right.” I told her it was and that that is how I look at her purchases from Lowe’s. It is therapy for her.

Later in the afternoon while we were watching TV, Kate got up from the sofa where she had been editing photos on her laptop. She said, “”Excuse me a minute.” She was gone for about an hour. I went upstairs to check on her and told Kevin that she was probably resting. I found her in Brian’s bed resting just as I thought. A short time later she came downstairs.

As we got ready to go out for a Mexican meal, we started to gather our things to take back to the hotel. Kate couldn’t find her shoes. Thinking that she probably took them off before she got into Brian’s bed, I went to his room to look for them. They were beside the bed. I also noticed the things she had bought that afternoon and picked them up. Kate had come upstairs behind me. I gave her the shoes. As we were walking toward the stairs, she asked, “”Where are our things?” I was puzzled and asked what things. Then she said, “”Our room.” I said, “”At the hotel.” She then gave me the customary look of remembering and said, “”Oh, yes.” These types of experiences are becoming more commonplace. It also bothers me because I sense that she is troubled by each occurrence. It is not something she sloughs off. She knows it is a sign of her Alzheimer’s.

This morning as we were about to walk out the door to go to breakfast, she was trying to recognize my taking care of so many things for her and said, “”My P.” Immediately she knew that was not correct and said, “”My M.” Then I jumped in and said, “”M whatever.” She then said, “MM. You take such good care of me.” MM” is what she sometimes calls me. It stands for “My Memory.”

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Christmas Day

Our Christmas with Kevin and his family went well. We got over to his house shortly after 10:00. Kate was a little slow getting going but got up from the bed when I told her it was time to go. She enjoyed the day. We were there until almost 6:00 p.m. As we were driving back to the Residence Inn, she said it had been a nice day. She seemed to have enjoyed everything.

Back at the hotel, she worked on photos on her laptop until 8:00 when she went to bed for the night. This morning around 5:30, she had a bad dream. I woke her up. She looked up at me and asked, “”Who are you?” I answered, “”Richard.” Then she said, “”Oh, good. Who am I?” I told her, and she said, “Good.” “I wanna go home.” The other morning at Sharon’s house she said something similar, “Are we going home today?” When I told her we were going to Lubbock, she remembered. She remained in bed a while as I held her. In a few minutes, I got up and prepared to go downstairs to the exercise room. Before leaving, she seemed a little unsettled. I got into bed with her and held her again for a while until she seemed calm. Then I went to the exercise room.

After finishing on the tread mill, I dropped by the breakfast buffet to pick up some yogurt for the two of us. As I was doing so, I saw Kate who had brought her computer downstairs with her. I gave her some yogurt and went upstairs to dress and get my iPad. I went back downstairs and got myself some eggs and sausage. We were down there together for about an hour when she was relaxing in her chair with her eyes closed. I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs. She said she would. So here we are. She got right into bed, and I am on the iPad making this journal entry. I am going to let her rest for the next hour or so before we go to Kevin’s house.

Several times since we arrived in Lubbock she has asked about her iPad. Each time I have told her we had left it in Fort Worth. Each time she quickly remembers. She continues to have trouble seeing things. While we were sitting in the lobby, her laptop needed charging. She glanced around the room to locate an electrical outlet. I saw one and pointed it out to her. She got up with her laptop and put it down in the chair beside the electrical outlet. The lamp beside her was clearly plugged into the outlet. She didn’t appear to see the outlet and started looking around on other nearby walls. I pointed in the direction of the outlet, but she still didn’t see it. I walked over to it and showed it to her. She felt “stupid”. And said, “”You’re the only one who would put up with me.” I told her I was not putting up with her but loving her.

Despite these things, I would say the trip is going well, but I wouldn’t be honest if I didn’t wonder if she will increasingly feel more comfortable being at home. I wonder how she will deal with our upcoming cruises.