Friday, August 17, 2012
conversation
Today is the first time my son has talked to me in 4 days. I was loading clothes into the washer and he handed me a new soap to use, explaining that it doesn't have a fragrance. The smell of cleaning products bother him and I try not to use strong smelling ones although sometimes I just don't think about it. Next when I started cleaning the kitchen, he put a pillow in the cat door, blocking it --again fragrance related. He came upstairs and kind of hovered around the edge of the room for quite some time. I asked him if he wanted to talk to me and he said no, so I kept working. I was thinking about what I had to do in the next few days getting my daughter ready to leave for college. I decided to explain to my son that there would be some changes in the house (her stuff all over the living room, etc..) in the next week plus that she would be moving. When I said this he perked up and started asking me questions about it. This didn't really surprise me as he and I have had discussions about her college experiences in the past and he shared some of his with me quite clearly. He wanted to know when she made the decision to switch to this school (she transferred) which surprised me that he seemed not to know about it. The decision was made probably in April. I talked to him about her hopes at the new school regarding her major, club soccer, and possibly joining a sorority. He stood there for 10 minutes interacting, then picked up a cat and started to walk back downstairs. I suggested that he might like to go with us at some point to see this new school as I don't believe he has ever been there. He stopped, looked at me and said he might, then walked down the stairs. A good day.
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This so much reminds me of when my father was suffering with Pick's disease. Most of the time he was a different person in his own world, but every once in awhile, the partner my mother remembered would resurface and they'd have an intelligent, rational conversation. Then he'd go back to whatever world he'd taken to inhabiting.
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