Mom was just getting to the room when I got there at 530.
She said she had just got back from breakfast. I told her it was supper. I brought her some hummingbird cake that my old supervisor had made. She loved it. "This is a great start to the day" mom said.
I said it's the end not the start. She said she knew that. But two minutes later she said about being supper time "is it?" She had forgotten that quick.
It bothered her. "I wonder if this is a mental condition. I never did this at home, forgetting what time it was." I saddens me but I told her the truth that today I thought it was Friday until lunch.
I told her I had a dream this morning about her therapy, that she had walked almost by herself to the transport van. I told her I hoped it was a sign she would be making good progress.
I left about 640. Pat texted me later that they were over there.
