Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Conversations with Mom....


10: 30am  --phone rings 4 rings
Me:  “hello”
Mom:  “Well, I was about to hang up since it took you so long to answer the phone!”
Me:  “Sorry Mom!  How are you?”
Mom:  “Fine, fine…how are you?”
Me:  “Good.  What’s up?”
Mom: L-o-n-g pause… “Well, (giggle) now I’ve forgotten what I called for!  Aw Shucks!” (more giggling)
Me: (laughing) “That’s okay Mom, just call me back if you remember what you wanted.”
Mom: (now in a fit of hysterical laughter) “Well, I can’t believe it!  I can’t remember why I called.  This is embarrassing!” 
Me:  “Don’t worry Mom… you’ll remember, then call me back.”
Mom: “Well, I guess I better start writing things down so I don’t forget”
Me: “yeah, that’s a good idea.  I do that all the time.”
Mom: “ok.. bye!”
Me: ‘Bye!”

10:32 --- phone rings again
Me:  “hello”
Mom:  “Hi”
Me:  “Did you remember why you were calling?”
Mom:  “No…(another giggle) but I DID remember that I want to come see your new bed today.  I found a quilt that I think would be good for you to use as a bedspread.”

( Let me insert here that I bought a new king-size bed recently.  Mom and Dad paid for part of it as our Christmas present.   She has never owned a king-size bed and is quite amazed at the thought of anyone needing/wanting a bed that big.  Of course, Mom and Dad started sleeping in separate beds YEARS ago, so that explains a lot.)

Me: “Ok.. well, that’s sweet of you.. when do you want to come over?”
Mom:  “Can I come right now?”
Me:  “Well, I’m in the middle of a writing appt. right now, so how about later this afternoon?”
Mom: “OH, ok.. how about 3:00?”
Me:  “perfect.. see you then!  Bye”
Mom: “Bye”

2:00pm – phone rings
Me: “Hello?”
Mom: “Does your church give to the Lottie Moon Christmas offering?”
Me: “Hi Mom… no, I don’t think so.  Isn’t that a Baptist thing?”
Mom: (in a shocked tone) “Isn’t your church a BAPTIST church???”
Me: “Uh, no Mom, it’s a non-denominational church”
Mom:  “Oh.. so they don’t give to Lottie Moon???”
Me:  “No, but we give to a lot of different missions”
Mom: “Well, I guess that works too.”
Me:  “Yes…. Are you still coming over at 3:00?”
Mom:  “Yes.. see you then.”
Me: “Bye”

3:15pm… no sign of Mom, so I call her

Me: “Mom, are you coming over?”
Mom: “Yes, of course, I said I’d be there at 3:00”
Me: “Mom, it’s 3:15pm”
Mom:  “It IS?!?  Really?  Well, my clock says it’s only 3:12”
Me:  “Well, that’s STILL after 3:00 you know.”
Mom:  “Oh yeah, that’s true.  Well I’ll just come tomorrow at 3:00, ok?”
Me:  “Ok, Mom… see you then.”

7:15pm – phone rings
Me: “Hello”
Mom: “Can I come over tomorrow at 3:00?”
Me:  “Yes, Mom…that would be great.”
Mom:  “Ok then, I want to see your new bed.”
Me: “Yes, I know.  That would be perfect.”
Mom:  “By the way, does your church give to Lottie Moon?”
Me: (sigh)

I guess the good thing about having Alzeheimer’s is every conversation is a NEW conversation!!  J



2 comments:

  1. She sounds so sweet. Makes me a bit sad though. That last 2 posts made me cry.

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  2. It's all good.... I really try to treasure each and every conversation. Some days she doesn't talk at all, so this was a GOOD day!

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