so much like a child

She eats on her own schedule and doesn’t each much. She doesn’t like the foods she used to relish. I’m still trying to figure out what she will agree to eat.
She sleeps on her own schedule, getting up and down all night long and then napping during the day. When she gets overtired during the day, she cries, develops pains where tests have shown there should be no pain, whimpers that she’s scared, she’s scared.
I don’t remember my kids as infants requiring as much care and attention as she does. Or maybe it seems that way because we could distract them with toys and games.
But there is no distracting my mother’s dementia from it’s intent. She fears that she’s going crazy. I fear that I am, too.