Today I will take a lighter tone. Let me set this up by describing my Mom prior to Alzheimer's disease. She was always a no nonsense kind of person. The house was immaculate. She was very much about appearance and that included how her children acted in public. I am somewhat of an introvert and do not like drawing attention to myself. Now we fast forward to a scene last spring. I had been staying with Mom for a couple of days to give my dad a reprieve. He was returning home that evening. Mom's favorite outing was to go to Wendy's to get a hamburger and frosty. I had saved this for when I needed to pull it out of my toolbox of tricks to keep her calm and content. She was constantly asking where Dad was so we tried to redirect by going to Wendy's. Mom was settled at the table. She had eaten her burger and was sitting quietly at the table waiting on her frosty. I came back with two. She was struggling to feed herself and was refusing help. Needless to say, her frosty went off the table and rolled under it. To keep her from having an outburst I crawled under the table to recover it. (This is not an easy task for someone who is over 50). Then I heard giggles. I looked up and there was Mom peering under the table and waving at me. At this point all of my dignity was gone so I giggled and waved back. I told her that I would get her another one but she simply smiled and said, "I will just eat yours". She then did just that.