Thursday, May 14, 2009
My uncle came and got Gran yesterday morning. I thought she was going to be spending a few days with him. But this morning at about 9:15, he called. They are in town, and he's bringing her home.
Her excuse to him was that her legs hurt, and she wanted to come home.
About 30 minutes after he left, she came and asked me who he was! He's her son. Her baby! She knew he was family because of the way he looked, but she had no idea who he was. Apparently she had no idea who he was from the minute he put her in the truck and they drove away. She never let on like she didn't know him. She didn't want to be rude.
After I told her who he was, she called him to check. I don't know how he took it. But, I'm glad she called him and acted her "crazy" way with him. Now he knows (hopefully) what some of my days are like. This one has just been one of the worst... and going to get worse, I'm sure.
Now she wants to stop taking her medicine because she thinks it's making her crazy. I don't want to tell her she has Alzheimer's; but if I have to, I will. Now I'm going to have to check and make sure she is swallowing all of her pills.
Today has been a very upsetting day. I'm tired.