As Mom’s dementia progresses it gets harder to figure out what she still understands. Her responses are slower. Swallowing takes an effort, as does spitting out after teeth brushing. But speech can be wonderfully clear. We had interesting conversation this morning as I was leaving for work.
“Goodbye,” I say, “Goodbye.”
“Goodbye,” she finally repeats after me.
I wasn’t sure she understood. So I prompted, “I’m going to….?”
She looks at me, puzzled, “Where are you going to?”
“I’m going to work!”
“You’re going to work!” she laughs.
At the door I turn back and ask, “Do you want to go to work?”
“No,” she answered. Unequivocal.
“So you only want to enjoy life?”