Arrive approx. 12:35. Suz, Len Mckenzie and Carleigh are out visiting dad. Alex couldn't get away from her job.
When they return, we all go out for lunch at GB diner by hosp. During table conversation, there are many more times that mom is completely mis-articulating various situations. Unapologetic about recent gaffs that can pose threat to her health and independence. This is a source of great concern.
Mom heads for nap after lunch, i go up to see dad. Relieved that he's not isolated so i can take my guitar.
He's extremely not good. Suz is right -- he looks worse when you haven't seen him for a few days.
Dozes most of the time. Mutters softly to himself. Is pulling at something on his tummy. He has a catheter now which is draining off something brown. Maybe that's what he's pulling at.
Play for a bit. I think he is listening, but staring out the doorway of the room like the music is coming from someplace else. That's okay. Something to break up the monotony for him.
His friend and best man from his wedding, Larry Irwin, drops by. Dad isn't with it enough to talk to him. Larry is emotional, and that gets me going. He chats about family, offers to come by and pick mom up if she ever needs a ride. It's good to hear that -- people offering to make time to come and help her. It doesn't come as easily as i thought it might. You have to wait and see about these things. Sometimes people offer, but find it hard to follow thru.
There are cards on the wall from his Masonic lodge, and from the FP WMS. There are 3 pots of flowers in his room, from family. On Thurs mom went thru her address book and started calling dad's friends and telling them about dad. Suz reports after that call, the nurses said dad had lots of visitors.
I also hear that someone came by to sing for him. Specifically came to sing for dad. No one seemed to be able to tell me who it was. Dad confirms someone came to sing, but can't provide detail.
when I left, he was muttering to someone in his head about sandwishes... did they make the sandwiches. this from a person who's not eating anything.
it calms me down to think of those sandwiches. he's well locked into some twilight zone. but at least he's thinking about sandwiches. and not watching the clock tick.
when i log in later in the afternoon like this, there's more of a chance the kids are on msn. yep, holly's on here now. it's nice to connect with them in some kind of space that doesn't have all the high tension adult baggage attached to it.
i'm gonna chat with my kids on msn now....
