Fifth Day of a Caregiver's Cold

Feeling much better today, but still low energy, and still coughing and sniffling and staying away from visiting Romeo at the nursing home. I'm still contagious and don't want to infect any of the residents there.

When I spoke with Romeo on the phone this morning, he told me about an incident this morning that worried him. It worried me as well. Still, he relayed the story with his usual god-like calmness and presence.

At the breakfast table, Romeo could not see his food on the table. He couldn't see anything on the table. His eyesight is fine, but dementia sometimes hijacks the messages that travel to his brain so that he never gets them. In this case, his eyes probably saw what was in front of him, but his neurological system didn't translate it for him, so he saw nothing. This often happens with dementia. Shoot.