Thursday, August 15, 2013

Conversations with Grandma: I'm not the favourite

Grandma loves me. Of that I have no doubt.  However, if I was ever going to have second thoughts about it, this visit would have been the time. 

Grandma had a health scare in July and her already terrible short-term memory issues have become a bit more concerning. Knowing Grandma has a 15 second recent button on her memory (it's like a conversation with Dory from Finding Nemo) I decided to call her the day before I was to arrive for a visit.  I spoke with her and was pleasantly surprised she knew exactly who I was and even remembered to ask questions about our recent move.

Forward to 16 hours later.  I walk in the door of her apartment and, after 30 mins of visiting, she tells me my sister Ky called yesterday and said she was on her way to visit so I couldn't stay long.  Being that Ky lives in another province and I hadn't heard anything about an impromptu visit, I realized right away Grandma was now confused about my visit.

When I assured Grandma it had been me who had called yesterday, she looked very serious. "Oh. I guess I shouldn't have said you could come. I was sure it was Ky."  

Grandma with her two favourite girls: Vicki and not me.

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  1. When you are 93 you can say what you want and do anything you can find your way home after.
    Don't feel bad. Dad always called me David.

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    1. Oh no! That's terrible. And I assume it was before the Alzheimer's. WOW.

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  2. Oh my! Funny ... and a little sad. She is a hoot!! Mom and Dad are going to see her soon. I wonder if she'll be glad to see them or wish it was another nephew.

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    1. I'm sure she will be thrilled to see them. She will likely have NO PROBLEM remembering them!

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  3. I guess that's just one of those things that comes with old age!

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    1. I look forward to my own old age! I have tons of stuff to say!!

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  4. Oh my! That is difficult. There is little filter left as one gets older.

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    1. I laughed about it. She didn't mean any harm, but it was quite the statement!

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  5. Maybe it's because both my mom and grandma were nurses (who worked in nursing homes), but there isn't much to do but laugh. It's not easy gettin' old :)

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    1. I howled. It was really too funny. Only my grandma!

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