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potted-plant-mdOne of the realities of dementia is the loss of language.  It’s clear my mom recognizes that there is a connection between her and I but she gets very creative in describing what that connection is.  She has at times identified me as either her father or her husband although her most common descriptor of me is brother.  Only rarely and always only briefly does she correctly identify me as her son.

I like to say that I may have slid down to the trunk of the family but I’m still hanging on.  Today I fell off the tree entirely.

While visiting Mom today in her facility she at one point turned to me and said, “I have a bush named Jo.”

“What?” I asked.

“I have a bush named Jo!”  And she was quite proud of her ability to remember this.

I put my head down on the table and just started laughing.  I couldn’t help it.

Mom didn’t know what was so funny but since I was laughing, she started laughing with me.

Hopefully my “bush” is at least in the same yard as the family tree.

Love you, Mom!

Your potted plant.

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  1. Profile photo of Richard

    Jo, this sounds so familiar. When my mom had her stroke 3-4 years ago and to this date when she gets tired, stressed or nervous those around who have the chance of becoming someone or something else. In fact I have been he husband, sister, brother, aunt, uncle and even the family dog and a few names I don’t think I’m allowed to put in writing. So I feel where your coming from. From one potted plant to another, don’t sprout a weed.

  2. Profile photo of Denise

    Oh, my gosh–this just made me laugh.

    Your mom loves you so. :)

  3. Profile photo of G-J

    Oh my gosh, Jo, like Denise, this made me laugh! How do you know your mom’s version of the Family Tree isn’t a bush? Maybe the whole family revolves around you! :)

  4. Profile photo of ejourneys

    Love this, Jo! Your mom knows you and remembers you in all your manifestations — with love and laughter in each one.

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