My mother reacts very sensitively to my feelings and moods. That is typical of Alzheimer's patients. When I visit her feeling hectic and tense, she reacts immediately, takes on my mood, and becomes nervous and negative. But when I am cheerful and attentive, she is happy. This has taught me to be much more aware of myself and my feelings when I am with other people.
In an odd and somewhat twisted way, this experience has been good for me. It's taught me a little bit about letting go and a hell of a lot about patience. I know I can't rush things along. I realize that I am no longer on my schedule, but on the schedule of two little furry monsters that I love so much.