Mother

Just tapped on my door and asked if I had any trash to go out
 since she was bringing hers to the trash room.
Her hair was freshly washed and she had on long pants for the chilly morning.
After tossing our trash we exercised a bit and I watched her go home.
She pointed at the apt door before hers and said "one more",
then pointed at her own and said "here it is".
In the past she had to look at the large tag I put on her keys with the apt.
number on it and then look at each door.
Of course I just attribute this to a "good day"
but I cannot help but think it has to do with removing the confusion
the aricept was creating.
It has been almost 8 weeks.