E- The loss of short term memory is for real with AD patients. On Saturday I pulled into my driveway with my parents in the car. G infront and T in the back (appropriate) . We sang the whole way home so the sounds of 3 bad voices was amazing and no one would question that. As G got out of the car and walked around to the driver's side to find me unloading T from the back seat he exclaimed, "Oh hello dear!!" It was sincere and actually quite cute. G had a twinkle in his eye as he reached out his hand to assist his lovely bride who was trying to exit the car with her seatbelt intact. Once sprung from her buckle she smiled and asked, "where have you been hun?" He told her he went to Mass and she said, "Oh good. I need to get there too".
I initiated Happy Hour that night. And I toasted to the well prepared Homily defining "mystery"...which is what this crazy disease is right now. AD is still an unsolved mystery...filled with surprises in the back seat and sometimes sitting right next to you!
Can I get an "AMEN"?!?!?