Everyone was up relatively early today. The "We're Up" signal - outdoor lights get turned off - was done about 8 AM so I went to Dad's with a pot of coffee. We had told Steve and Libbie that Dad gets up every 1-2 hours, and Steve was so concerned he wouldn't hear Dad if he called, he ended up sleeping on the floor in Dad's room. We had put a love seat in there for a little nap, but of course it was too small to sleep on. Today Libbie and I moved out the loveseat and Dave put a twin mattress on the floor. Steve is planning to sleep there tonight. What a guy.
Libbie made a big breakfast of scrambled eggs, grits and blueberry muffins and Dad enjoyed every bite (as did the rest of us). Lib and I managed to get a good walk in while Dave went to church, Dad snoozed, and Steve caught a cat nap. We woke Dad up for lunch, then it was football time. Dad and Steve watched the Falcons and were happy with the last seconds win. After that, Dad wanted to listen to music, so I brought some of his favorites from my house and he nodded his head along to The Mavericks and Paolo Conte.
Molly and Coleman came for a visit and stayed for dinner. Libbie brought spaghetti and made a great salad. We encouraged Dad to come to the table, but he was more comfortable in the Big Blue Chair. It was not great to have the rest of us at the table and Dad by himself, so we will make sure someone sits closer to him during meals.
After dinner we started in on the storytelling - the bear in our camp in Glacier National Park, the visit to the Jack Greens in Casper, WY, the hunt for the petrified forest, the mine exploration by Dad and Steve outside El Paso, the burning tumbleweeds in Moses Lake, the hot hot hot chili in Denver, Jon smoking in the basement in Danvers, the Hookie stories --- we were all laughing. I haven't seen Dad laugh for a month now, and it was good medicine!
Dad was complaining of "not enough air" in his bedroom to Dave, which I didn't know until tonight. He mentioned it 3 times. We made sure the A/C and the ceiling fan in his room were on. Of course this sort of comment makes us wonder if he is beginning to have breathing problems. The nurse told us he is probably going to need oxygen at some point. We will bring up the subject at her visit tomorrow.
Dad was more alert this afternoon and evening, and had plenty to add to our numerous tales, so it was a very good way to end the day.
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