Iron Lady Continued

Chatted with G after dinner about "The Iron Lady" but not really sure he realized until I mentioned it that Margaret Thatcher has Alzheimer's Disease. The movie, however, really affected him. (I think the movie and Ms. Streep did a really good job of portraying what it is like to live with the BIG A.)

In the past (B.A. = Before Alzheimer's) when he got really involved in a "heavy" movie he would be distracted and "lost in it" for a while after (hours at least.) This time his distraction via Alzheimer's showed up during dinner when he didn't know how to cut the peach in his peaches and cottage cheese, started to pull it apart with his fingers, so I cut up his food for him. He was quite confused between his knife and spoon, when he did figure out that the knife was to spread jam on his English muffin he did not really understand the principal of how a knife carries the jam and spreads it.

After his muffin was gone, he loaded up his knife with more jam, "Where am I supposed to put this?" he asked. "Back in the jar," I replied, "you have no more muffin to put it on."

He was aware of how confused he was and (in his few-ly worded way) recognized "How I am after a movie."