I went to Atria earlier in the day. She was in the community room at a sing-along She now greets me as if I am along lost relative whom she has not seen years. She usually gives a gasp and then says "When did YOU get here? I didn't know you were coming." I think in that moment she thinks I'm one of her sisters, but as we talk she finally seems to know I'm her daughter (though at one point she asked me "What am I? Your sister? your brother? your mother?"
She complimented me on the shirt I was wearing, which has a design with zebras on it. When I pointed that out she looked confused and when I said they were horses with stripes, she told me I was the smart one and she didn't know about things like that.
She went to the bathroom while I was there and got lost coming out of the room, taking the wrong door and ending up in the hallway, barefoot. One of the aides brought her back, surprised to find me there. My mother had already forgotten that I was waiting for her.
But I stayed an hour and, all things considered, it was a decent visit It's been a long time since she's had either an anxiety attack or has fainted and I'm very pleased about that.
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