“How are you feeling Mom?” I asked.
“Feeling fine,” she said.
“I’m so happy to hear that Mom,” I said. “And I’m so happy to see you. I didn’t see you yesterday, and I’m really happy to see you today.” I gave her two big kisses on the cheek.
She was already in a wheelchair, so there was no need to transfer her from a recliner to roll her down to the elevator that would take us to the first floor for tea.
Mom’s aphasia made it hard for her to string words together, and that sometimes made it hard for me to decipher what she was trying to say. But she had no problem singing, and her ability to articulate her thoughts invariably improved after we sang several songs, so I wove our favourite tunes into conversations whenever I could.
“I played golf yesterday, Mom,” I said. “I had a 96.”
“Ninety-six,” she said.
Then I went on to tell her about the rainbows, which led us naturally to you know what:
When we got about halfway through, I took out my phone…
We also sang “When you wore a tulip,” “Take me out to the ballgame,” and “My wild Irish Rose,” after which I offered mom a cherry square to accompany her tea. Listen to the change in her ability to answer questions, express herself, and articulate what she likes and wants:
Thanks to the unknown baker who made the delicious cherry squares we savoured on that my oh my, what a wonderful day. They brought us both great joy ❤
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