Daddy has Alzheimer's.
He is slipping away, mentally, right before my eyes.
The other day, I was sitting with him while my mom was taken out by a friend for her birthday. When I sit with Daddy, I always ask questions about his past and love to hear the fun stories he tells. This time it was different. He didn't know who I was.
Now, I know that that is the way with Alzheimer's! I get it! But up to this point, he might not have known others, but has always known me.
It was quite a shock that rocked me to my core. I don't know why it was so horrific for me....he goes in and out of knowing my mom (his wife for 51 years) and my brother...but I guess since he had always known me, I allowed myself to live under the delusion that he would always know me.
Not to be the case.
I realize that I have allowed myself this little delusionary fantasy before. For instance, since I have worn glasses since 2nd grade, for some reason I thought that I would never have bi-focals! I know....why would one preclude the other? But you see where my mind lives! :)
Yesterday, at church, he knew me by name again. What a blessing for me! I will treasure those moments from now on in a different way than before.
I love Daddy so very much!