A few mornings ago, I walked into the kitchen for my second cup of coffee. Mother was sitting on the couch in the living room, saw me walk in and hollered “peep-eye!” Since then, she’s said it a few more times as she’s come around the corner to see me in the office, or when she’s sitting in the living room or den and I walk into her view. I mentioned it to Steve, and then had to explain to him that this is a southern or maybe just a family version of “peek-a-boo”.
Mother has always had a great sense of playfulness and whimsy. This new exclamation could stem from nothing more than thinking that it was a funny thing to say at the time, and continuing because our reactions are amusing. Or it could be another indication of the Alzheimer’s Rewind.
Steve asked me when she was last evaluated. It’s only been a few months. I told him that unless she begins starting fires or wandering the neighborhood, we’d stay with the annual neuro work ups.
It’s weird watching your mother grow younger as she grows older.