Drink, Drink, Drink
It amazes me how easy it is to manipulate Mom by using her Alzheimer’s. I rely on her non-existent memory to help her do things I want her to do. Today, when my husband Jeff and I visited Mom, I could see that her mouth was very dry, so I brought her a cup of water. Mom took one sip and said, “That’s water. Uhg. I don’t drink water.” “Oh, okay,” I said, retrieving the cup. Less than a minute later, I handed her the water again and told her, very enthusiastically, that I had b
