Ever since my mom came to live with us my husband and my mom have played word games. They do puns etc. while we eat supper. My mom has always laughed and enjoyed it but in the last month I noticed her giving my husband a look that said that she couldn't figure out what he was talking about but she still laughed and pretended to play along.
My family has always joked and laughed. It is one way we get through hard times and we have had a lot of that in the last fifteen years. I have always been able to get a smile out of my mom if I say something silly.
Every night she asks me what her seroquel is for and I always say to settle her stomach. Last night just to be funny I said it would make her grow taller. She laughed but about 10 minutes later she stormed out of her room and demanded to know why the Dr. wanted her taller.
So I guess there will be no more jokes. It is a sad state of affairs.
By the way I'm back from my holiday in Newfoundland. I saw lots of icebergs but no whales. The icebergs are so much more awesome than in pictures. One small one floated right to the beach at our cottage. We had a wonderful time exploring the coast and seeing all the wonderful little fishing villages. It is so hard to come home and step back into my care giving role.