This blog was formerly dedicated in 2009 to my Dad who died of Alzheimer's in 2013. It's been three years now...and I find myself missing blogging...so I am re-inventing my blog... because, after all, life is about moving through, and going forward...

Thursday, February 4, 2010

I do understand the power of a good nap....

I called Dad at 2:30pm.  He told me, he was in the hospital, but he is doing as well as can be expected...  He asked when I was coming to visit and I told him probably next month.

He said my sister was there.  I know she was at work, so I went with it, and asked if they had a nice visit.  They did, and he likes visiting with me too on the patio...

He sounds drugged or like he just woke up.  He confirmed he had just woke up. His voice sounded dry, like his lips were sticking to his teeth, and he needed a drink of water...  I ask, but he did not hear me or understood what I said.

I inquired if he had a good nap, and he corrected me, saying, it was morning, and he just woke up...telling me he did not nap in the morning...

Changing the subject, I asked how his Angel-Doctor-Doctor was...and I could tell he was smiling when he began to say how wonderful she was, and how much he loved her.  He chuckled as he remembered, she likes to pull fast ones on him...and how much he loves it.

I asked him how he liked his new room but I could tell he was confused and did not understand what I was asking. Probably too sleepy... I had spoken to the nurse prior to talking with him, and she said he had not complained or seemed agitated.  She told me they transferred his "wall of love".  I think as long as his Angel is there, he does not care...She assured me my name is on the "first to call list"...and it nothing to do with long distance...(yeah, right...)

I asked him how he was foot was feeling...and he told me, "he just woke up"... (Obviously, this conversation is going no where fast...he is just too groggy.) He started to say something, then I heard a "fumble noise" and could hear him talking faintly... I could hear background noise, but despite my repeated and LOUD, " Hello? Hell-o ? Helloooo???" ....no one responded.

I called back to the nurses station, to check on him, and to hang up the phone, so someone else could use it. Dad  had fallen back asleep....no doubt dreaming sweet dreams of his Angel...

I do understand the power of a good nap...sweet dreams Papa-doots.

6 comments:

Wander to the Wayside said...

Glad he was just groggy and sleepy! For a minute I was reminded of when they put my dad on some new psychotropic drugs (or something like that!) and having a conversation with him for awhile there was impossible. Very frustrating!

Donna B said...

Hi Linda (WTTW)...I know! There was a time we had to make that an issue...but they have to let me know if they change any of his medications. The other day, when I took that 4 hour nap? My husband tried to wake me up and he said I spoke to him, but sacked right back out!! :}

Michele said...

ciao io seguo il tuo blog se ricambi mi fa piacere
buona giornata Michele http://pianetatempolibero.blogspot.com/

Donna B said...

Vi ringrazio per i seguenti Michelle me e non vedo l'ora di seguito voi! Mi piacerebbe imparare l'italiano, e mi hai dato un'altra motivazione. Parlare con lei al più presto. Attendo con ansia le nostre visite. Donna

gayle said...

I love reading your conversations with your dad!!

Donna B said...

Hi Gayle...thanks..he IS a character, isn't he?!