Today is our daughter’s birthday. We’re having a family dinner. John can’t keep that straight.
We ran some errands today. One stop was to pick up the donut birthday cake. John tried to tell the person at the counter a short story about a prior visit to that store. But he stammered and wasn’t really able to say what he wanted to say. He used lots of pronouns and vague terms so I couldn’t really figure out what he was trying to say. I don’t think it had anything to do with that exact store. The person was very kind though.
The most mundane tasks can be challenging. Simple things like returning the cart at the grocery store, or turning off a lamp. This weekend he’s been searching for a book or 2 that he thinks are missing. But he doesn’t know what book is missing. I think he’s confused about a book my sister in law grabbed when she was here the other night. Except the book isn’t ours. It was one we needed to return to her. So instead of realizing the book wasn’t ours, he thinks it’s something that was taken from him and he’s searching to find it. No reassurances from me help pacify him beyond a few minutes.
Right now he’s taking a nap on our bed. Wearing sunglasses.
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