As of yesterday afternoon Dad just snapped out of his funk. He was at the Senior Center and the nurse said he was outside and all of a sudden got up and started walking with his walker. He had been using the wheel chair for several days and just slept and ate.
I knew he would come out of it. It's an unpredictable disease. I know with a little patience he will return to more independence. I refuse to look at it any other way until it gets to a point of no return. I think he is far from that.
Anyone that can sit with Rod and have a conversation about how a riverter works in detail has a long way to go before we call it quits and stop working with him. The mind still wants to work but the disease makes it slow down.
On another note...
Dad's cards have dwindled down to practically nothing in the last 6 months. That's sad to me for all the love and concern and material things and money, etc that he has given to his family.
There are a select few that are not included in that statement and you know who you are. You are greatly appreciated. Dad loves to get cards. He gets lonely. He needs to know people give a damn. Cards and notes don't have to come at a holiday time....he may not make it to the next holiday/birthday. No one knows when our time is up.
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