Here is a post from my Facebook account, from November 2012. My mother called me because she was having problems with her computer:
As I am trying to work on her computer she’s talking to me about whatever topic comes up in her mind. Even ADD kids think she jumps all over. And she’s having trouble remembering names. Here’s kind of how the conversation went:
Mom: “I can’t get the printer to print. I tried going into that thing and I click on that thing that was in there.”
Me: “Where did you go?”
Mom: “I just told you, in that thing. There! No, that wasn’t it. Did you see Chuck’s kids while you were in Florida?”
Me: “Yes. Okay, this icon? Is this where you went?”
Mom: “No, it doesn’t look familiar. It was that document I showed you last year, remember? Oh! Did you see what happened to what’s-his-name?”
Me: “Who?”
Mom: “Oh, YOU know! That guy…you know, he came into your store that one day.”
Me: “Is this the document you were working on?”
Mom: “Let me see. Nope. Yes. No. Yes, it is! How did you find it? Where was it? Have you got the new car yet?”
Me: “What new car?”
Mom: “Weren’t you going to get a new car for Lizzie? Down at that place, the red thing?”
Me: “No, I didn’t know anything about it.”
Mom: “Oh. Well, maybe I’ll go down there later and look at it myself. How much is it?”
Me: “I don’t know anything about it.”
Mom: “How many miles are on it?”
Me: “I DON’T KNOW. I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT!”
Mom: “Does it come with a plow?”
Me: “There. Your printer is working. I’ve gotta go.”
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Later in the day she stopped by our house. Here is how things went:
My mother is here now. She has been to Albion to check on other cars. She also called my brother in Massachusetts to see if he could look up something online for her. He asked “Isn’t there someone around there that could do this for you?”, meaning me. Mom said “Well, Jeanne is gone and the other one has a piss-poor attitude today”.