Joe essentially has no short term memory at all, so he never remembers my name, and if I leave the room for a few minutes and come back, he is totally surprised to see me.
Lately he has been talking about me a lot behind my back, but of course I can always hear him. The conversation goes like this:
Joe: “Who is that girl?”
Dot: “She takes care of you. Her name is Whitney.”
Joe: “What do you mean, ‘she takes care of me’?”
Dot: “Well, she helps you with stuff…”
Joe: “What stuff?”
Dot: “Like getting dressed and taking a shower. She cooks for us too!”
Joe: (defiantly) “Well I don’t need any help. She should be helping YOU! You’re the one walking around all crippled up with a cane…”
Dot: “Yeah, well…she helps both of us.”
Joe: “Well I still don’t like it…not one bit!”
Dot: “You should be thankful, Joe! If it wasn’t for Whitney, you wouldn’t get to have any ice cream…or cookies!”
Joe: (shocked) “Is that right?”
Dot: “Yes. She spoils you.”
Joe: “Well, I guess we’d better keep her on the payroll then…”
Joe and Dot 
It was really nice….I had seen a movie of same kind of disorder but forgot the name of it. Liked your post…
My uncle has Alzheimer’s and we’ve now lost him completely. Thanks for sharing the lighter side of things. 🙂
I’m so sorry to hear that! Alzheimer’s and Dementia are such awful diseases and being a caregiver can be extremely emotionally draining. For me, finding the humor in each day has helped so much, and I hope that it will help the folks who read my blog as well. 🙂 Thanks so much for reading!