At this stage, when it often is so difficult for me to communicate with J, I sometimes forget that Alzheimer’s disease is not linear. I often can’t get J to respond to a direct question. (“Do you want a sandwich?”)
Yet last night she agreed to go to a synagogue potluck with me. We were sitting at a table and the woman across from us, who used to be our neighbor, was talking about having recently retired and spending her time writing. Clear as day, J asked, “Are you writing fiction or nonfiction?” Wow!
I do recognize that J sometimes has the ability to turn it on in a social setting. I also think this is exhausting for her. She certainly went right to bed when we got home a little after 9 pm.
Tonight we are taking our daughter out to dinner for her 23rd birthday. My fingers are crossed that J can and will turn on her social interaction overdrive for this occasion.