Archive for December 16th, 2008

So my poor Man ate a few bites of a favorite supper, apologized, could eat no more. Sat in his chair in the living room. I don’t know whether to pray it’s the ‘flu rather than another AD slide. Dear God, I am so worried. He needs neither!

Put him to bed and he’s out like a light.

Christmas is coming and I hope he will feel Ok – he said he didn’t hurt, no tummy ache, etc. but he rarely feels cuts, burns, etc.

Each evening, he gathers Buddy in his arms, stands on the stairs and says, “Now where would that be?” in response to my announcing it’s time for bed. It’s kind of endearing but sad.

I go to my bath and brush, etc. and he goes to his, then undresses and hops into bed.

For two nights now, he has jumped into bed, fully clothed – including his slippers. The first night, I kind of encouraged him to get up and out of his clothes – no way!

The second night (yes, I am slow on the uptake!), he even had his eye glasses on. So I explained the discomfort of combs, wallet, belt, and whatever else he may have gathered for his pockets during the course of the day. Absolutely, no way he’s getting up!

Put a sticky on my mirror to remind me to take care of his bedtime routine tonight.