Archive for November, 2009

I took all kinds of fresh fruit, juice and snacks when Wayne was first admitted.

Lately I spend at least one meal with him and see why he hasn’t been eating his treats! He doesn’t need them.

I’m really impressed with the quality and variety of food offered including 2 snacks mid morn and afternoon.

Today we had a lady sit at our table, her mind absorbed about her husband. She kept saying she knew he wasn’t dead but where was he, could he find her, would he know where to look, etc.

Food was the last thing on her mind and it took some mighty persuasion to get her to eat. After I tucked Wayne in for his nap I told the desk I was on my way. They thanked me immensely for helping her – I didn’t really think about it at the time but a staff would have had to sit and feed her.

It’s very strange being alone at the house. One lunch, I decided to make comfort food – what but KD?

I always add chili and mushroom soup to it (after it is prepared).

Sat down to eat my KD and thought it just didn’t taste good, not a delicious treat like Wayne and I used to enjoy. Ate a few spoons of it, tossed it in the garbage. Looking up, I saw the cheese packets, unopened, sitting on the counter:) Ahhhhh.

Our sons were not fond of KD so when the youngest spread his wings, Wayne and I “dined” on KD that night – we didn’t need to feel guilty feeding ourselves this treat.

Looking back I remember when our older son left home, I walked down the entry with my feet pushing down the backs of my runners – my sister was really perplexed as she remembered my telling the guys not to do this. Told her I could do it just once being no one could see me!

I’m sorry it took so long to post that Wayne had been admitted – I just couldn’t write the words.

Buddy was really confused the first week and would go downstairs, howling, calling. Made a sound like his tail was being pulled.

In the past, Buddy would go down, call for Wayne and the chase would be on. I guess he thought if he did it enough, Wayne would eventually appear.

Now, it appears Buddy is adjusting and no longer calling.

Thank you so much for you kind comments and prayer. It’s very difficult for Wayne right now and he is lonely – funny, I always sleep on his side of the bed and last night, smelled his pillow – couldn’t smell his scent which was both sad and good, I guess.

He wonders what is “wrong” with his body and still asks me. I’m not sure how it came up but we got talking about prayer – I asked him if he’d like to say a prayer with me. “You better, I’m not sure my brain would work.”

It’s a cutting situation and I couldn’t talk for a few minutes, finally I hugged him and said, “Dear God, please give Wayne peace.”

He responded with an amen.

Today I spent 2.5 hours with him and took him wlaking within the facility. We sat in an alcove which held reading material and 2 wicker rockers. After a half hour, I took him back to the ward. Sat with him for lunch – they offered me a meal but I couldn’t eat.

Hopefully he slept after lunch.

Wayne was admitted to care on November 6th – I guess we’re at base camp in our journey before going on to the summit.

I’m sorry I haven’t been able to write, it’s just too painful for me. He is in one of the best facilities available in the area. Staff is terrific, facility is new, private room with his own bathroom. Took his TV/entertainment unit in but he doesn’t use it – will update more regularly, I hope.