Now, I Guess We're Here

The following is a dialogue that I had with Mom recently. It was totally unexpected as most things are with this disease; however, I feel it warrants writing about because I’m sure many of you have had the same conversation or will have, and it might help you to clarify, once again, that NOTHING with this disease is ever expected, or can be counted on, or be anywhere close to being “normal.”

My phone rang at 5 a.m. the other morning. I missed picking it up because I could not find the darned thing. I had received a robocall at 1:08 a.m. and in total frustration, I had tossed the phone on the floor not caring where it landed at that ungodly hour. I gave up the luxury of turning off the ringer during the night years ago because of Mom.

When I finally located my phone, I saw that it was Mom who had called. I thought, “At 5 a.m.? This can’t be good,” and I called her right back.