Stay sharp
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen my occasional reports on how my 82-year-old mother is doing. It might be: “A good day! Mom chatted and squeezed my hand.” Or: “Very tearful during our visit. Wish I could do more.” Like nearly 750,000 Canadians, she suffers from a cognitive impairment. Within a handful of years, this lady, who raised four university graduates in a country she didn’t meet until her mid-30s, whose commanding voice would strike fear into the hearts of neighbourhood bullies and who would single-handedly rearrange all of the living-room furniture while we were at school, became fearful. Her mobility, already reduced because of rheumatoid arthritis, quickly dwindled, leaving her unable to climb stairs and, soon after, unable to walk at all. She rarely speaks.…