11/13/2024
Sadly, my 90 1/2 year old dad 💕had to go into hospice at a nursing home yesterday. Until last Friday, when he fell and likely had another stroke, he was at home with my mom able to talk and use a walker. Now he is unable to form words… although we can pick out a few. It is breaking my heart to see his frustration as he tries to express himself. At least he understands and is responsive to us. He needs a lot of help eating, but it’s obvious he wants to try to do it himself—he took his water from my hands as I was trying to give him a drink and his hand found it’s way to his mouth with a piece of cheese. He loves to eat! He is a fighter and we love him. My mom has been a hero, as he has lived at home for a couple years after his first stroke and it’s gotten harder for her more recently. Fortunately, the nursing home is cheerful, the people are wonderful and he has a view of a field and sunset. Plus they have a lot more TV channels 🥰 I don’t think he would necessarily want me to post a pic of him in bed, in his hospital gown, but I have included a pic of his funky hairdo that has recieved many compliments!
PS. This morning he was found sitting on the floor next to his bed. He
Is a trouble maker! Fortunately, they had lowered his bed just in case he tried to get out. 😌
