At Ramada

Mom called me from GOV.
I could her roommate and knew she was calling from her phone.

Mom said: "I drove to town today"
I asked: "Who's car did you take?"
Mom: "it was your sister's car"
I asked: "Mom I don't have a sister, what color was it?"

I asked: "What did you get up town?"
Mom: "I don't remember"

Mom: "I'm at Ramada, down that long hall, you need to come and pick me up"
I asked: "You have a bed and your warm?
Mom: "Yes"
I told her: "Why don't you just stay there tonight and I will come get you in the morning."

The next morning she did not remember any of it.