One thing I realized about both of our fathers is that as their dementia became worse, they would mark each day off in their calendars. My father would put an X and my husband’s father circles the date. This is how they keep track of what day it is. If you ask them what day it is they grab their calendars. Any medical people around the house take the calendar away before they ask. Without their calendars the don’t know the day. It is a coping mechanism. My dad finally reached a point where he couldn’t even mark off the days anymore or maybe he just didn’t care.
My father-in-law has a calendar with small squares where you can actually write something. He seldom writes anything but once in a while he write that someone called or that is was someones birthday from the past. Recently he wrote: “Real Good.” It was an interesting entry. We are not sure exactly what he meant. Was it a good day? Were there good memories? Did he feel good? We will probably never know but it isn’t really important. Something was “Real Good” to the point he wanted to write it down. I’m always so glad when he has those “Real Good” moments.