Well, Dad was talkative today. He didn't make a whole lot of sense, but it was good to have him awake and talking. He is able to have some things by mouth, as long as they are thickened to the consistency of honey. Hopefully, he will continue to improve and he will be back to ice cream and chocolate soon. He did sound a great deal less congested today.
When I first got there, Mom was sleeping, so I went in to see Dad. I got to talking to one of the nurses, and I could hear my Mom hollering for a nurse...So, one of the CNAs went to see what was going on. She came back and said that my Mom wanted decaf, so I told her I would go get it for her. So, in I walk with her decaf. Mom immediately tells me that she needs a new nightgown and robe and a new top sheet, and she needs some lipstick and rouge on and she needs me to help her do this and that...(which is what she does to the staff all the time), and so I spend the next 45 minutes doing all that she asked, with her judging and commenting on how well I am doing everything, which is never up to her standards.
I finally get through with her list of stuff to do, and I need to go because I have an evening class I need to go to (I am trying yoga for the first time...Goodness knows I need some ways to relax). So, she asks me to do another 3 or 4 thngs and I tell her that I can't, but I will let the CNA know on the way out. And she says to me "Aimee, I was so looking forward to your visit, but we never get to talk anymore..." I wonder why...;)
Much love!
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