productivity

A woman with dementia is an interesting entity- especially a strong woman with dementia. It is a matter of combining the strength and determinism of an adult with the impulsive whims and stubborn desires of a child. My mother is restless- today is a day off, and my usual battle with lethargy is compounded by the difficulties of being productive around a restless mother. While trying to clean she second guesses each item i try to throw away, asking to see it herself. She comes downstairs repeatedly, itching to go somewhere, but not sure where. Were i willing we could drive repeatedly from a to be all day, and she would be happy. i claim i would not be productive then, though, and don't do it. How productive am i now though, really. i'm writing a blog instead of cleaning (and getting lectured on all i'm not doing at the same time). Sigh. Off to clean the bathroom perhaps.