Archive for August 22nd, 2008

I got up early to get my work done well in advance. We were to be meeting S&R for lunch at a nice little place in town.

Woke him, washed him, etc. and he was vague but very polite. Not interested in a coffee or the paper (which has been for a bit now). Gave him his breakfast.

Told him I’d go shower and he could rest in his chair – I wandered into the living room to his question, “Where are we going?”

“For lunch with S&R.”

Quiet moment. Asked him if he were Ok and he answered yes. Asked if he were feeling ill. No. Felt his forehead.

Are you depressed or upset to go out? (Searching, searching.)

He assured me he is not ill, etc. and I asked if he’d prefer to go to bed. He headed down the hall and before I got there was fully under the covers with the quilt pulled tightly to his chin.

So, had to call S&R: “He won’t go.”

I think we are at another bend in the road and it’s not one I look forward to traveling.
Realize now, it’s no good to make plans with people – I guess I’ll have to invite them to our house. If he is in bed, that will be OK.

Update: 4:06pm – he does not remember anything about the above and said he can’t understand why he’d not want to go.