Was he joking when he asked over and over this morning, “Who are you?” I was so unsure that I didn’t dare ask.
This has happened to several of the women in the Caregivers’ group just lately — like an epidemic…..and we are all trying ot get our heads around it.
I know he has not recognised me occasionally in passing once in awhile, and once for a whole morning about 8 months ago. So I suppose some day, if not today, it will happen to us – he will not know who I am. How very strange. Is there still an “us” if one of “us” doesn’t know it?