Mom went to visit Dad today and found him totally absorbed in a TV program, all cozy with the afghan she made him for his birthday. She took his Daily Walk Bible to him, which put a huge smile on his face. Mom had the day off yesterday, so she had to get her brakes relined. She didn't get to see Dad yesterday, on Veteran's day, due to all the errands she can't get done while working. I had tried to call yesterday too, but Dad was enjoying the special festivities honoring all the Vets.
Mom said Dad seemed very calm and content. We were all so happy to see the CNA had finally trimmed both his eyebrows and nostril hairs. I am not fond of the buzz cuts they give him. I guess I can see it in the summer, but now that it is colder, I may have to request a parted, man's hair cut next time.
When I was at Mom's last week, I had collected all of Dad's journals and brought them home with me. I also brought home his cassette tape recorder. I have a bag of tapes he recorded, and I am anxious to see what he had to say...
When Mom saw Dad on the 8th, he told her that he was riding in Santa Anita soon. He had already been to the jockey's room and picked his colors. Dad's imagination is still alive and well...
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I'm so happy to hear he was looking good and was content. I think it's pretty sweet that your Dad's imagination is giving him things to think about and even look forward to. It sounds like a good day.
Hi Mari, Thanks for stopping by again. Yes, any day that he is not unhappy or unhealthy is a good day. We have to keep our sense of humor with this disease, or it will drive us crazy. Thankfully, most of the days lately, have been good ones.
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