We visited the inlaws yesterday. We started with FIL and timed it so that we didn't spend much time with him to overstimulate him yet got to visit with him a bit. He knew all our names including son's name which is a good thing since he hadn't been able to remember names. This is good as it means the new medication which is a patch is working. This is the patch that we put on his back so he won't forget and pull it off. MIL was still a bit upset his short term memory wasn't good and still around the 2-5 minute stage but that will never come back and for right now, he's holding good and not declining. Not bad for a 91 year old! Plus he remembered that his roommate just had his 100th birthday!
But I had to share his conversation with me.
FIL: "That is one big foot you have there".
Me: "Yes it sure is. I have a cast on to my knee". Then I would show him.
FIL: "What happened to you?"
Me: "I fell in Philadelphia almost 2 years ago and just had another surgery".
FIL: "I knew about this?"
Me: "Yes, this was my 3rd surgery".
FIL: "Well, gosh, I am sorry but I don't remember that. Where was I?"
Me: "That's okay, we all forget things". Then I would change the subject.
Only this conversation would continue the same exact way for every 2 minutes of the next 30 minutes.
One of the last conversations I had changed the story to now read:
FIL: "That is one big foot you have there".
Me: "Yes, it is".
FIL: "What happened?"
Me: "I am going to have a baby and will deliver it out my foot".
FIL: "Okay but there is an easier way you know".
Me: "Well, you know me. I like to be different".
I only hope he didn't dream of women having babies out their feet all night long.
