dement

When i log into my blog, i am almost always surprised by the amount of time that has elapsed since my last post; it never seems as though that much time has passed. My mother has been in the nursing center for about four months. According to my father, they test her regularly and she continues to decline cognitively. I don't notice this when i visit, especially when i visit with her alone. She is charming, pleasant, and oddly content. And she remembers the most unique particular of the past, as though there is nothing wrong with her brain. Eventually, something comes- not remembering that my sister married, and who she married, and she incorporates them along with the true memories, confidently. i imagine it is the same feeling i get, seeing the date of my last blog entry- for her, there is no surprise, her recollection of the past, the present, is just how it is.