Well, the good news is that the confusion Dad has is all encompassing, and today, although deep down, he knows he misses Glenn, it is not something that he dwells on. I know he hasn't forgotten totally, because he said today that he really wants to talk to Jack. I know that he wants to talk about Glenn, but he is either really good at burying them, or just unable to organize his thoughts in such a way that he can readily retrieve them.
It is sometimes difficult, because he speaks so clearly, looks so good...It is hard to believe that this person before me, angry, emotional, visibly frustrated, demanding is my Dad...And then in the next second, he will say something or do something that is so thoroughly my Dad. Like tonight, he was talking complete nonsense (in perfect sentences), and he stopped and thought for a second and said "I've got a sneakin' suspicion that I am going to need my shoes to go to Barona tonight." Well, the Barona part is disconcerting, but the "sneakin' suspicion" part is all Scotch.
He did have some visitors today. Both my Aunt and our good friend Jay came by to see him today.
I also got a message from my friend Debbie today. She said that she went down and talked with the PT at Magnolia, and they agreed to start a little more aggressive PT, hopefully starting tomorrow. So I had a discussion with Dad to try and make sure that he is motivated to try some new and tougher PT. I want to make sure he is in the right mood to try hard. I am afraid that if he does not make an effort, they may revoke it or say he is not ready. I just have to hope that he is into it, and perhaps gives him back some of the motivation he needs to work to get stronger and with luck and determination, maybe some more mobility. I just have to hope and do my best to try and inspire him.
Wish us all lots of hope and a little luck.
Much love.
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