The simple answer is don't tell her! It's a recipe for insanity! I don't tell my OH about appointments anymore. We get in the car and when we arrive I "remind " him that we have this appointment. It works for now.How as a carer do people cope with the above. I booked a cut and perm for mum and everyday since on night Iget, when is the girl coming to cut my hair several times anight and the nerves accompanying it. Drives me crazy, how do you cope.
I do this with my Mum, and try to keep a bright and cheery voice and reply as if it was the first time the question was asked. The most difficult times are in the car, when the questions, "Where are we going and what are we doing?" seem to be on auto-repeat. I try in that situation to point out landmarks and witter on about anything else I can think of.I know is sort of thing can drive you bonkers. The only way i found to cope with my FIL asking the same question over and over (I once counted 35 times in one hour) was to make a sort of separate compartment in my head, where I could go on answering nicely, but mechanically. I am not the most patient person in the world, but I did manage it somehow.