My grandmother has Alzheimers or some form of dementia and living with her has definitely been an experience. It's crazy to see how her brain works now-or basically doesn't work. We have to laugh about most things because otherwise I think we would go crazy. She does the randomest things sometimes. Like last night when I opened the fridge and found this:
(I put it on the counter for the picture) That's a bag of cashews held together with a canning ring. Why? Why? She always has to put things in another container. Example:She'll put a bag of baby carrots in the empty bread bag and then put that in the half empty strawberry container and then try and put that in the salad bowl. So random.
So one day she decided to make lunch (I usually take over everything related to meals). She cut up a baked potato and heated it on the stove. Then she added some cheese. Pretty normal right? Then came the coconut. Then the grapes and blackberries and strawberries and cashews. All together. On the stove. And tops it off with strawberry jam. And she just couldn't understand why I didn't want any!
But even though she's slowing losing her mind, she still has a sense of humor. Like today when I was playing peek a boo with Carden and was crouched down under his highchair and she poured a glass of water down my pants. Seriously-how many roommates have wanted to do that but never dared? Oh Grandma!