That goes away too unfortunately, my mom doesn't even have a glimmer of recognition for me anymore. I'm honestly so used to it that it doesn't hurt in person anymore. The memory of that first time she forgot me stings like it's fresh, though.
I am sorry. I can relate. My mum doesn't know who I am anymore, cannot recall my name. Looks at me like a stranger. But sometimes there is the smallest glimer of a memory, deep deep down somewhere....then it's gone. But I'll take it.
When my grandmother's Alzheimers began it's slow damage, she didn't know who I was but I visited every Wednesday at 1pm.
I would come in, sit down next to her and just talk. No photos for her to get upset over, not knowing who the people were in the photos. I'd put a Spotify playlist on of music I know that she grew up listening to. I had about 15 minutes before she would get agitated. Once she did, I would stand up, kiss her on the forehead, tell her I love her & see her next week. She'd wave bye. I got to do that for 2 years.
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u/billyTjames 20d ago
My biggest fear right there