On our way home from Toronto on the weekend, Liam and I stopped to visit my gramma Anna, who recently moved from her own apartment into the Alzheimer's wing at a nursing home in Cambridge. Our visit went pretty much as I had expected: she asked the same three questions over and over - who we were, where we lived, and how old Liam was. This isn't as bad as it sounds, because those are the same questions she used to ask when we went to visit her at her apartment, too, only now nobody has to worry that one day she will forget to turn off the stove. Anyway, she very much enjoyed having visitors (even if she didn't know who they were) and loved holding Liam. For his part, he loved playing with her Medic Alert bracelet. It was a match made in heaven. 
3 comments:
You are a good mother and grand daughter.
very sweet that Liam has a great-grandmother. We are involved in the same situation. My grandmother has dementia and it is heartwrenching to watch. HUGS!!!
My sister (and brother-in-law) raised some wonderful children. Thanks for the pictures and comments in your blog.
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