7:30 PM – Mom just asked me: “What does curator mean? It’s weird, I keep hearing someone talking and they are saying curator.” Well, since we were both in the kitchen and I wasn’t hearing anything but the humidifier and the occasional car going by (which she can hear neither of,) I could only guess that what she was hearing was only in her head. I let her know that it was quiet down here and that it must be in her head, so she decided she was going to go upstairs, after going to the bathroom. It took a few minutes, but she finally went upstairs, so I’m back to putting new laminate flooring in the bathroom, in peace.
Just thought it was worth mentioning since she hasn’t said anything about hearing voices for a while.