I started my day with lunch with my mother. She was very disoriented today. She said she had slept until 11 and so she was really confused and didn't know where she was or what she was supposed to be doing. I found her in the dining room at 11:15 and she didn't know if she should order breakfast or lunch, couldn't find the breakfast items on the menu and then after ordering said she should go back to bed so she could wake up, thinking she had already eaten. Loretta, one of the other women living there, who is about as confused as my mother sat with us. They are good friends (though neither knows the other's name), and always have a good time teasing each other, so by the time the meal was over (lunch for me, breakfast for her), she was a bit more "with it." Loretta apologized to the quiet woman who sat with us for the fact that the three of us were "nuts," she said, and the woman smiled for the first time and said not to apologize, that she had enjoyed listening to us.