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Dad issues, and off to maine today.
Aug. 22nd, 2015 08:26 pmThis morning, I was woken up by a knock on my bedroom door. It was my dad, he wanted to know what his name was. *WHAM* This was horrifying and dreaded event. I told him who he was, and then went down to tell my mom what had happened. She said he had been up half the night going through old records in the home office. He got better once we got him downstairs and fed him some breakfast.
Physically, dad has been getting better. He doesn't bother using the walker in the house, and has to be reminded that he really ought to take it when he goes outside anywhere. Gtube was removed nine days ago, and the wound is healing nicely. But the mental improvements we have slowly been seeing as he is recovering from the lyme are now unmasking the mental decline from the alzheimers.
My feelings are complicated right now. Glad he is recovering, but I had emotionally blocked out that the Alzhiemers was still there. This was a sucker punch to my mental gut reminding me that it was still there. Plus there is that today is the day I was leaving for maine to work on the folk festival. So there is an added layer of worry about my parents being home essentially alone for the next ten days.
They have home health aides that come supposedly three days a week, but only one is really reliable, the other two days the person only shows up about half the time. Brother #1 is going to come down next saturday to take the trash to the dump and take mom shopping. Brother #5 is taking his kid to college next weekend, and both of them have day jobs they can't really take time off from during the week. So I'm gonna be calling every day to check in. Not much else I really can do now.
I hope all my friends out at Sasquan this weekend are having loads of fun. Tonight is the hugo ceremony. Was considering trying to stream it, but the motel wifi is a bit weak, and it starts at midnight my time, so sleep instead. Tomorrow I am going to tromp around Fort Knox and take in the views from the Penobscot narrows bridge, which has an observatory at the top of one of it's towers. Hopefully there is an elevator.
Physically, dad has been getting better. He doesn't bother using the walker in the house, and has to be reminded that he really ought to take it when he goes outside anywhere. Gtube was removed nine days ago, and the wound is healing nicely. But the mental improvements we have slowly been seeing as he is recovering from the lyme are now unmasking the mental decline from the alzheimers.
My feelings are complicated right now. Glad he is recovering, but I had emotionally blocked out that the Alzhiemers was still there. This was a sucker punch to my mental gut reminding me that it was still there. Plus there is that today is the day I was leaving for maine to work on the folk festival. So there is an added layer of worry about my parents being home essentially alone for the next ten days.
They have home health aides that come supposedly three days a week, but only one is really reliable, the other two days the person only shows up about half the time. Brother #1 is going to come down next saturday to take the trash to the dump and take mom shopping. Brother #5 is taking his kid to college next weekend, and both of them have day jobs they can't really take time off from during the week. So I'm gonna be calling every day to check in. Not much else I really can do now.
I hope all my friends out at Sasquan this weekend are having loads of fun. Tonight is the hugo ceremony. Was considering trying to stream it, but the motel wifi is a bit weak, and it starts at midnight my time, so sleep instead. Tomorrow I am going to tromp around Fort Knox and take in the views from the Penobscot narrows bridge, which has an observatory at the top of one of it's towers. Hopefully there is an elevator.
