Saturday, September 4, 2010

Good Days, Bad Days

The Excelon may be working. It's hard to tell. Some days Mom is totally together, coherent, verbal with little or no word loss and others (yesterday, I'm looking at you) . . .. She couldn't figure out where the newspaper article ended or how--or why--to turn the page to continue the story, and couldn't understand that slicing up the paper with nail clipper scissors wouldn't solve the problem. She got very frustrated and kept saying, "I just don't understand how to do this. Where am I supposed to cut this?"

The good side of it is she forgets fairly quickly when she's in this mode and so put the paper down, sat for a few minutes, picked up a magazine and everything was fine.

The bad part is, at least while the behaviors remain harmless, these situations are pretty funny (after the fact). I'm probably not accumulating any Karma by laughing (but never out loud or when she's around).

At least she still appreciates my cooking.

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