The part of Mom's brain that controls decision making ability and initiative seems to have disconnected. She is having the hardest time deciding what to do, whether or not there is anything that needs doing, and, if so, how to do it if it involves more than one step.
In her room: "What am I supposed to do?" "Get dressed."
Ten minutes later: "What now?" "Put on your pants."
On the couch: "I can't figure out what I'm supposed to do with this*?" "Nothing. Leave it alone. It's O.K. right where it is." *"This" can be anything within reach, pen, fingernail file, newspaper, used tissue.
None of this indecision, however, prevents her from going all OCD when she does decide to do something. An hour can be filled easily arranging, rearranging, making and unmaking her bed and carefully setting out every article of clean clothing she owns in neat piles on it or dipping a nail file or pen in a glass of water repeatedly and dribbling liquid over tissues, writing paper and the table itself.
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