A Pointless Story from Dementialand

I’m not Jewish, just for the record. I may or may not have the nose of a beautiful Jewish woman. That’s not the point here. Actually, I have no point today. This really is just a story. Take it for what it’s worth.

I was at an adult day service center for people with dementia. A gentleman said to me, “You have the nose of a beautiful Jewish woman.”

I had a few students with me, and I could tell they were trying not to laugh. I may have laughed, but I remember feeling flattered. Really flattered. I had the nose of not just ANY Jewish woman, but a BEAUTIFUL Jewish woman. I’ll take it.

I came home and told a few people that I had the nose of beautiful Jewish woman. They seemed to find this pretty entertaining. And none of my friends disagreed.

I went back a few weeks later and saw the same gentleman. He came up to introduce himself. It was obvious he didn’t remember meeting me before. I often see people for the second, 10th, or 100th time while they are introducing themselves to me for the first time. As a general rule, I don’t point out that we’ve met before. However, this time I did point it out.

“We’ve met before,” I said. “You told me that I had the nose of a beautiful woman.”

He said with absolute sincerity, “I don’t think that was me. I wouldn’t have said that.” I shrugged it off, obviously not planning to start an argument. But he thought for a minute.

As I walked away, he said, “But it’s funny that someone else said that to you because I was just standing here a minute ago thinking that you had the nose of a beautiful Jewish woman.”

After I left, I sent a text to my mom telling her that a guy with dementia thought I had the nose of beautiful Jewish woman. She can be pretty quickwitted. In about 15 seconds, I got a text back. All it said was, “I’ve been meaning to tell you about Rabbi Schmuley.”

Well-played, Mom. Well-played.

5 thoughts on “A Pointless Story from Dementialand

  1. Sounds just like Sue!
    Thanks for your work, Elaine. My mother has AD, and is home with my father, who is her primary care giver. I have watched your site daily since Sue pointed it out, and appreciate your insights into the worl of dementia.


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