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...

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Just Hearing His Voice...

I finally made contact with Dad.  His Doctor-Doctor was putting him in bed to take a nap.  There is a concert later on today and she wanted him to rest so he could enjoy himself.

Dad sounded tired.  He kind of talked in circles and slurred his words.  I can tell when he is exhausted.  I just kept telling him I loved him and it was so good to hear his voice.  He enjoyed hearing my voice and told me he loved me too.

Doctor-Doctor had bought herself and Dad some Chinese food for lunch.  I know Dad enjoyed it!  She is so thoughtful and kind with Dad.  We are so very blessed to have her caring for him.

She told me she will talk to her Supervisor on Monday, to see if she can accompany Dad in the transport  van, when he goes to the hospital to have his CT Scan.  I will meet them at the hospital.  I told her if she had any problems being able to get off, to let me know.  After all, Dad would not need the CT Scan had he not had the fall at the nursing home...

I never realized how uptight I get when I can't talk with Dad.  After we talked, I feel like someone just removed a 200 lb. sack of cement off my shoulders.  I can take a deep breath, a happy sigh, and have a big smile on my face the rest of the day.  I love Dad so much...

5 comments:

Mari said...

Glad you are relaxing. As I read this I was struck by how the way we worry about our parents, is much like our worry for our kids. There really is a role reversal as they age.

Pat said...

You should try to record his voice when you are with him - because when it comes time that he is no longer with you - just to hear his voice again will just warm your heart. One year my sister bought talking frames from my parents to give to all of us kids. My mom said, "Merry Christmas", my dad said, "Happy New Year", and together they said, "Love Mom and Dad". I would listen to it once a year near Christmas and cry. It was just unimaginable to hear their voice and think how much you miss them when they are gone!

Jeanie said...

I'm glad you finally connected with him. I know that made your day better.

gayle said...

Oh I know you love your dad so much!!! Glad you got to talk to him!!

Marylinn Kelly said...

Donna,

It was good to read that you finally reached your dad, good that his angel will, we hope, be able to accompany him for the CT scan. Wishes for that going smoothly. I really like Pat's suggestion of recording his voice. You have such wonderfully supportive readers.