"It's strange." "I don't understand." "How will I get home?" "You are home." "This is strange." "Is there a place I can go home to?" "This is your home." "I'm so confused." "Why was it so much better when I was upstairs and somebody else was around there?" "You don't want to take me home?" "This is your home."

In talking with Zoe about Gerry's Alzheimer's I brought up an observation. At one point, while I was talking to Gerry, She referred to Zoe and "her friend." Of course, "her friend" was me. She didn't connect me, the Gordy in front of her, with the Gordy that is with Zoe. Zoe has noticed the same thing. When she overhears Gerry and I talking it is apparent to her that when Gerry was referring to her by name that is sounded like Gerry didn't know who she was. It gets back to how well she fakes it. More and more Zoe and I are becoming indistinct in her mind. She appears to know us when we are with her. When we are not with her it's not so clear.