Another day in January

Rod got home from work at the usual time on Wednesday, the 27th, and I had a Drs Appt and the good old Mammogram to get done. So I left Rod in charge....haha No, nothing terrible happened. In spite of my stories about him and the construction and DEstruction of household items and TOPIARIES, he CAN take care of Dad very well. Amazing huh? For some reason Dad doesn't give Rod the hassle he gives me. I suppose if Rod was the main caretaker he would. I wonder.
Okay, back to the story....so I no sooner get in the door at 6pm and Dad hollers out, Wilda! Wilda! I answered and said What? Then Dad said, Rod's home.....
That's it? Rod's home? So I asked Rod.....so has Dad been yelling all the time I have been gone. Rod said No, just when you walked in the door! hahaha Figures.
So Dad went back to his nap...I just let him sleep and Rod and I ate dinner. I find that when Dad has dementia bad, which is not really the word I want but you know what I mean...then if he gets a lot of sleep he gets much better faster. So I never wake him when he has dementia. He slept from 3:30 until 8:30pm. He only woke to yell my name. ????
Rod took him to the bathroom and then I warmed up his dinner. He ate every bite and asked for warm V-8 juice. He was cold he said. He is always cold.

We are supposed to get an ice storm...remains to be seen. The weathermen said it was going to be freezing rain at 7am too and that has not happened yet. It is 32 right now and it WAS 58 yesterday so something IS coming.
Rod did bring a bunch of wood in the garage just in case. If we lose power we still have the fireplace at least.
We were only out 4-5 hours last time and we might not be so lucky this time.
People were out in big numbers last night buying everything they could just in case. I am always stocked up so I don't make those mad last minute rushes to the store.
So back to the sofa Dad went after dinner and he was still hallucinating but very calm and pleasant this evening.
He went to bed at 11:30 last night and is still asleep this morning and its 9:30am. He has no appts with anyone until PT comes at 2pm so he can sleep all he wants today. I hope he wakes refreshed and we have a pleasant day.
{Photo is of Dad at 14...only photo I have ever seen with Dad and his real teeth. He had nice straight teeth too. He told me that when he was a kid they were too poor to have toothbrushes. They used their fingers and baking soda to brush.}