A thing I noticed.
My mum has middle stage dementia and is in a residential home after a hospitalization and steep decline. She is often asleep and I was sitting by her wondering how much she takes in as I chatter on..
I don't know why i did it, but looking out at the weather I said " now is the winter of our discontent" a line from Shakespeare Richard Third. Quick as a flash she smiled and said "made gloroius" which is the start of the next line in the play. I was stunned. This is one of the few things she has said with context in the last few weeks.
I know she always loved drama and acting and must have remembered the lines. am resolved to read a bit of a play to her the next time I am there. Poems sometimes work too ad she will repeat a line she remembers
You just never know......
My mum has middle stage dementia and is in a residential home after a hospitalization and steep decline. She is often asleep and I was sitting by her wondering how much she takes in as I chatter on..
I don't know why i did it, but looking out at the weather I said " now is the winter of our discontent" a line from Shakespeare Richard Third. Quick as a flash she smiled and said "made gloroius" which is the start of the next line in the play. I was stunned. This is one of the few things she has said with context in the last few weeks.
I know she always loved drama and acting and must have remembered the lines. am resolved to read a bit of a play to her the next time I am there. Poems sometimes work too ad she will repeat a line she remembers
You just never know......