The airport

Yesterday was another trip to the doctors with Mom. As always she asked, "Where are we" - at
the doctors Mom.  "For what?"-  Just a check up  "Oh, they just want to make sure I'm healthy before I get on the plane!" - Yep, exactly.  All of the sudden it clicked for me!  Last week after our appointment she asked , as she nodded to the back seat, "where have they been?"... I slowly figured out that she thought we had been to the airport and picked up two gentlemen there.  Today, back at the doctors, the same airport scenario appeared.  I've read quite a bit about Alzheimer's and the strange twists and turns the brain travels during the stages of the disease...what gets remembered, what gets lost.  I've decided that the arrangement of the chairs and the metal arms of the chairs in the doctors waiting room are sparking events of many years ago and some of Mom's travels on an airplane.. which in turn sparked her memories of retrieving Dad and his pals from the airport returning from their many golf outings. I don't think she really sees anyone in the present (like in the back seat) but "connects" to certain memories.  That's a good thing!  As far as the health goes....she appears to be rallying from whatever was making her so lethargic the last couple of weeks.  She's more alert and not falling asleep in her meals....Another good thing!  They had a wonderful celebration last Friday for the Royal Wedding.  music, dancing, wedding cake, horse-drawn carriage rides and a nostalgic DVD put together of many resident's wedding photos and memorabilia.  They did a great job and everyone enjoyed the afternoon.  The gals do a great job there keeping everyone occupied and moving.... If ever my timing was good... it was our move to Walden Place.