Well here we are settled into Mom's house, she is home from the hospital, and we have already had the visiting nurse out to...visit. I can tell that along with the treatment for the congestive heart failure and the UTI her dementia is improving somewhat (fear not I am under no illusion as to the extent of that happening). My whole point in, ahem, pointing this out, is that my dearest Mother is exhibiting next to normal behaviors and attitudes. Wait, let me change that to Attitude with a capital "A."
My mother has always been an extremely determined woman (translation: stubborn). Yesterday I got the clue that her dementia was a bit better when I went into the bedroom to get her up from her nap. Her reaction to my presence was a resounding "No!" and a swing of the left arm that would have connected with the side of my head if I hadn't been prepared for it. Then later in the afternoon when the visiting nurse came she showed the next very definitive clue that she was very much with it. When asked to set a goal for her care Mom refused to reply, crossing her arms and setting her jaw in a way that her children would find very familiar. When I suggested that getting dressed all by herself be a possible goal she said a flat out and very emphatic, "No!" That was the end of her cooperation with the nurse for the rest of the interview and her treatment of me went from cordial to downright hostile for the rest of the evening. Yep, Mom's back! Hooray for modern medicine.
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