April 24,2014 Who are you???

I wanted to get this in tonight as i may forget, but late this afternoon  we were going for some last minute groceries and as I had  picked up some items before hand at the pharmacy..i had Mac sit on the bench in the grocery store and hold on to the items from the pharmacy...he then waited there while i got the 4 items -Mac is  usually is fine with that..as when there are so many people in the store he gets disoriented trying to get through the rows with me pushing the cart.  Don't know if it was because it was cloudy and getting on for that time of the day when he may - or may not  - get the sundown syndrome...but this is what he said when i came up to him, ' Who ARE YOU  ...in fact i had been waving to him from the line up at the cash and he had been waving back, so that really took me by surprise.

He didn't want to give me the pharmacy items....and asked me about three times - WHO ARE YOU??  I answered I'm janet....He said - well where is that man that told me to wait here....I said - what man, we were just you and I....??   (kind of made me nervous thinking some man may have said that to be kind or something)...he said no - I think it's your father - whee is your father...So i said look, give me the parcels, and we'll walk and talk about that...

He continued to say, well where is your father...I said, well I guess if he was there he has gone home now...luckily we were right close to our apartment building, and we were there within five minutes...when we came in i was able to distract him from that subject by saying...there is Elena (the girl in the Welcome office booth) she was waving to him..."Hello mr. Mac", so that was good.  but he still was wondering about that man when we got in the apartment, but finally after talkling about other things, like where should I put these groceries...and darn i forgot to buy gingerale for you ...and that kind of thing...the subject of my father disappeared...

But it was interesting, as he was not going to let me have the package he was holding on to, until i said my name is janet...and oh yes, later he said....o.k. now what's your last name...well saying McConnell seemed to cinch it...I said the right password...yippee - he was not so agitated and calmed down......

Now he is happily listening to jazz - we have visited our neighbour and said good night , said goodnight to the preposee, and so I'll say g'nite too.