We arrived back at the care home after enjoying a sunny time outdoors. A fellow who had been visiting his wife greeted Wayne and said, “Where have you been? Long time no see?”
Quick as a whip, Wayne replied,”Oh, I’ve been in and out and busy – not around too much.”
A doctor sitting nearby caught my eye and smiled.
Our mountain is nigh unto impossible the last few months although there are some good times and even humor tossed in now and again. Due to the fact that it seems posts should be more private, I’m asking any who cares to keep reading to please advise me and I’ll be sure to include you as a reader. (How’s that for a run-on sentence, Donna!)
This will probably occur after January 1st.
In case I haven’t said it before with enough emphasis, “I hate you, Alzheimer’s and truly wish you could be conquered – sooner the better.”
We will have family for Christmas and look forward to it.
“I’ll pay you $5.00 to open your eyes.”
I patted him our code, “I’ll pay you $10,00 to open your eyes and give me a hug.”
He smiled but never did open his eyes the whole time I was there. “I guess you’re tired today.” He answered he was.
The two care aides came at separate times telling Wayne it was dance time and Elvis would be the music. He nodded.
They left the door ajar so he would be able to hear it and be motivated to dance – he loves dancing.
I sat by his bed and soon as he spoke, he would fall into a deep sleep – I could tell from his breathing.
Held his hand and eventually left with hopes for a brighter day tomorrow.
(Wayne had been to an antique car show and luncheon out the day before – the nurses said he loved it but he’s worn right out from it.)
