Archive for December 27th, 2009
About four days after Wayne was admitted, his RN called me. “Don’t be alarmed but I have to discuss something with you.”
My mind flew thru various scenarios, none of them good. I thought maybe Wayne had been in a tussle with someone or had fallen.
“There is a client who looks much like you, blond wavy hair and is your size.” My knees got wobbly and I sat down in his chair at the kitchen table. “Wayne thinks she is you.” My heart fluttered overtime for a moment and I tried to speak. Words didn’t come out. The nurse continued, “You could walk in when she and Wayne may be walking hand in hand, hugging and even sharing a kiss.”
(“Code blue, code blue!!!”) I couldn’t speak for a moment but finally said it was Ok. Trying to be calm, I jabbered away that I had read about this happening but didn’t expect it to be this soon. I babbled on in shock and we chatted away. She let me “talk” and finally reiterated that it was not uncommon, etc.
My mind agreed but my heart did not. “Oh, that’s Ok, if it comforts him, it’s Ok.”
As days passed and I visited the care home, I realized who “I” was – we danced together the other night. I wanted to whisper in her ear to take good care of him in my absence.
