Dad's eyebrows are interfering with his sight and his nostril hairs have become a mustache...

I called the nursing home today to check on Dad.  Mom, my second to the oldest brother and my sister all went to visit Dad. They all reported he needs his facial hairs and fingernails trimmed. The nurse told me the CNA usually take care of that with his daily shower and spa.

I told her either someone has a memory problem or is not doing their job, because Dad's eyebrows are interfering with his sight and his nostril hairs have become a mustache!  I may have slightly exaggerated, but all members of my family who have visited recently all commented on how wild and woolly he is!!!
 
The nurse informed me Dad's right leg was swollen and I asked if he was wearing his compression stockings.  She said he wasn't, and I told her that it is suppose to be a daily ritual, as well as a standing order.  She called Dad's doctor to give him Lasix.  Dad will not like that one bit...

I called his primary care doctor and told them the nurses were not putting his compression stockings on as he had ordered.  She took a message...but I know I will have to follow up. 

My sister's visit was pretty much the same as Mom and my brother's.  Dad dominated the conversation, but talking nonsense.  We are all still evaluating Dad to see if he would be able to come to my brother's for Thanksgiving.  Both Mom and brother thought he looked very weak. My sister just thought he looked tired. She told him about my new dog, and he was so excited.  He's such an animal lover.  After she adapts, I'd love to take her in to see him...

My life has turned upside down since getting Izzy (that is her official name now), our little rescued dog.  Up early, walking more (hopefully will help with the cholesterol count) and not having as much time for the computer.  I left her today secured in the laundry room for 4 hours, and no accidents, no destruction, and no whining, crying or barking...I take that back, guess she did wet on the newspapers after all...

If the CNAs don't take care of Dad's facial hair...I will trim him up myself for his 89th birthday...