Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Communication?

There are two emergencies at the Long Term Care Facility this morning and Dad is late getting up out of bed. Brian reports that he is alert and feeds himself, which is a good thing. I do not know how Brian finds the patience for all of this. He never knew his father. He’s never been a father, although he is a wonderful stepfather. He tells me his arm gets tired and his back hurts from sitting at a difficult angle in order to feed dad. I am so proud of him.

Dad takes three pills at 8:00 a.m., and takes them easily from Hannah, the young, attractive charge nurse. She tells Brian that he ate his hamburger yesterday. Dad and Brian talk about hockey. His noun retrieval is better this morning. Yet, he is telling Brian that there are two dogs that don’t like him. He is talking about a dog named Barbados. Can this mean Bandy? We do not know. He tells Brian that he is “stupid and cannot get the word.” This is what he started saying in previously when he is in The Manor – that he is “stupid”. He has forgotten that the brain tumour is taking his mind. Dad groans a lot when he is moved.

Brian lets him do everything he can, which gives Dad confidence. When Brian puts on dad’s bib Dad is unhappy with that. He put it on his lap, instead. Brian knows Dad is late for breakfast and he put dad’s robe on backwards, in order to get him down for breakfast in time. After lunch Brian washes Dad’s beard. Dad uses Brian’s proper name several times and thanks him for coming in. His hearing is particularly bad today. As we visit we continue to talk to him as if he can hear. It gives some semblance of normality.

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