Tonight at dinner Bob seemed almost normal-- well-- what I would call our normal. About 45 minutes before he usually goes to bed he looked at me and said
" Do I know you personally, what's your name?"
I said " Lori"
Him- " Oh, that's my wife's name"
me- " I know- I'm your wife"
Him- "Oh- sorry, whats your name again"
Me-- "Lori"
Him " Are You a cop"
Me-- " No, I'm your wife"
Him "Oh-- Do you live here"
Me " Yep"
And then thinking I could get him to "come back" I grabbed some photo albums so we could look through them.
He looked at several of them with me, while I was pointing people out and naming them and showing him pictures of "us" and our family, places we have been, things we have done.
He said " Are you a mailman"
Me-"No-- still your wife"
Him " Oh-- are you going to be here again"
Me " Yes I live here"
Him " Oh- Whats Your name? I'm trying to get this straight"
Anyway-- You get the Jest of our conversation tonight.
I toughed my way through that conversation for his sake-- put my emotions in check so to speak- but all the while feeling like the walls were tumbling down on me on the inside.
I got Bob tucked into bed and as I was walking out of the room he said " You'll be here tomorrow right"
Me- " Always"
Here's hoping that the morning brings those lost memories back.. Maybe it was just a glitch. Maybe he was just overly tired. Maybe.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
Lori,
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry you are going through this too. There certainly are no easy answers. Hugs to you.
Sheri
That's for sure! Thank you Sheri. HUGZ Back!
ReplyDeleteLori