I never ever thought my mother could fail to recognize me, her beloved elder daughter, so when it first happened I was incredulous. That was years ago. I've totally adjusted. I don 't usually bother telling her who I am because she'll forget it a moment later. And there have been times when she just didn't believe me, anyway, and said she didn't have a daughter. Anyway, she doesn't seem to care who I am as long as I'm smiling at her. And now I'm totally fine with that. You can get used to anything, it seems. Now if my father, who's starting to have dementia, stops recognizing me, I don't know how I'll feel...

skampz2

about 1 month ago

The first time my mother didn't recognize me, I told her she was my mother and that I was her daughter. The puzzled look in her face made me realized she caught her moment of confusion. We embraced and both cried. Now we I visit, I just announce, Hi mom, it's Kathy. On days that she is more confused...i just let it pass. It alleviates additional stress and confusion for her.