"I'm lost," I heard her say. I had been asleep (it was 6:15 a.m.) and she was standing in the middle of the room. I look at her and she seemed almost in fear, but too confused to let that emotion sink in.
I get up and explain where she is. The two cats are awake and watching the whole thing. I point to them, which is always a good way to get mom to snap back into some form of normalcy.
"I have to go to the bathroom." She has a look on her face like she is going to go right then and there. I act quickly and get her into the bathroom. I wait for her outside the closed door and then lead her to back to bed.
Best I can tell, she had gotten up to go to the bathroom and forgot what she was doing. I thought today was going to be a rough day. But, surprisingly, it hasn't been. She called me into the bedroom about 10 to show me the cat was laying on her chest, under the covers, with both of their heads the only thing showing.
Now in the afternoon she volunteered to take a shower with the aide and seems quite coherent. It's a strange disease!
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Research "inclined bed therapy" to find out why sleeping is having a degenerative affect and to find out how this can be avoided.
Alzheimer's has a very good chance of responding to IBT.
Check out my recent research on circulation at the nakedscientists forum.
This therapy is free.
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