Forward momentum...

We keep pushing forward. He was apparently up most of the night, and they gave him more Ativan around 1:00, which caused him to sleep until about 9:00 this morning. From what I understand, they won't be giving him anymore, because it makes him sleep too long. Last night, he was still confused and experiencing hallucinations, and just really unhappy to be there.

My Mom got a call from the woman who will help us to figure out what we do next. Where he will go when he leaves the hospital, (home or rehab) and what we will need for him. We should be meeting with her early this afternoon.

I thought I might share a short story about the title of this blog..."Scotch on the rocks." Those of you who know my Dad personally probably know him as "Scotch" or "Scotchie." At work, he always went by Ed. I thought I would share the story of why he has two names.

My Dad is a junior...Edward George Reed Jr. Like most juniors, there is usually another name to help identify which person...Sometimes it is literally "Junior," and others it is a shortened form of the name "Johnny" or "Little John." Well, in my Dad's case, it was decided pretty early on.

My Grandfather's uncle, who had just emigrated from Scotland, had come over to see the first born son of my grandparents. He came over, picked up my blanket-bundled Dad, and took one look at him and said "he looks just like a little Scotchie," which was a word used to describe a little Scotsman...From then on, my Dad was "Scotch" or "Scotchie" to the family and close friends.

So, forgive my Mom and I if we refer to him as "Scotchie" if you are used to Ed and vice versa...:) It is interchangeable to us.

We will let you know how the meeting with the evaluator goes.

Much love to all.