Mom thinks I am her Mom
Tonight when I was dealing with her pimple/boil, she said a few things..
like...ouch, that hurts.
I asked her if it felt better when I put something hot on it.
She said, "sometimes".
As she was talking, and she doesn't much, I decided to ask her if she knew who I was
She said "Yes, you are my Mom".
I didn't correct her.
I hope her confusion is only temporary. But, I think it might not be.
That would mean it's really a decline in her awareness.
But honestly, I have become the Mom.
I can't even say this really upsets me.
It's just the way it is.
like...ouch, that hurts.
I asked her if it felt better when I put something hot on it.
She said, "sometimes".
As she was talking, and she doesn't much, I decided to ask her if she knew who I was
She said "Yes, you are my Mom".
I didn't correct her.
I hope her confusion is only temporary. But, I think it might not be.
That would mean it's really a decline in her awareness.
But honestly, I have become the Mom.
I can't even say this really upsets me.
It's just the way it is.
Labels: end stage dementia
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