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, June 2, 2011

The Black Powder In The Water Is Crushed Poppy Seeds....

I am so sick of these Blogger problems...I could not post with Internet Explorer 9 or Chrome...so I had to use Mozilla Firefox.  If Blogger does not get things fixed, I may take a sabbatical from blogging...


Dad called Mom tonight sounding agitated.  He wanted my phone number. He wanted to come stay with me for a week and he wanted Mom to give him the money... Mom said she would call me and have me call him.  She told him to sit on his bed and wait for me to call...

She called to warn me.  I called Dad, making  sure I sounded very positive and happy when he answered the phone.  He immediately was happy to hear my voice.  He asked when I was coming to see him, and I told him in a couple of weeks.  I told him I had some things to do, then I would get my car checked out for the trip and would come to see him. 

Our short conversation seemed to satisfy him and he was ready to hang up.  I attempted to engage him in further conversation, but he told me he had just eaten a big dinner and may be soon having problems...  I knew what he meant...  I reminded him when food goes in....it has to come back out... and my comment made him belly laugh... I told him I loved him and would see him soon.

Mom went to visit Dad earlier today.  She found him in one of the party rooms....Mom asked if he wanted to go sit on the patio and he was ready to go.  The nursing home is still under construction painting and redecorating both the dining rooms.  There was a nice breeze, but not too cold.  His lunch of barbecued beef sandwich, peas, corn, jello salad, lemon cake, milk and coffee was served on the patio.  Naturally, he ate every bite, smacking his lips when he finished.

Dad told her he slept like a log last night...he thinks it is the black powder they put in the water...
Dad leaned over and whispered in Mom's ear..."I think the black powder is crushed poppy seeds..."

Dad was pretty chatty...so I will just write down what Mom wrote Dad said...

.....He is a consultant to the tree people, communicating with him if they have any problems and need his help....

.....He enjoyed two slices of toast with melted butter...it was the most delicious toast he ever had...


.....He had such a good nights sleep, when he woke up, he thought he was in heaven....  The nights he cannot sleep, he does guard duty...


.....His father left him a huge fortune.  There was a huge bag full of winning tickets, cash and $1,000 dollar bills.  He covered it all up with plastic and put it under his bed.  When he moved it, the sides broke and money flew everywhere.  It was a massive fortune and he did not know how his father accumulated so much wealth.... maybe through the box office arena... His dad was too busy in business... All the money disappeared...somebody obviously needed it...


.....He wants to go stay with E_______ (my youngest brother) for a week and see how he does his business....  Mom told him I had spoken with him recently and he was up in the High Sierras fishing.  Dad laughed and told Mom he would see him later... Mom suggested maybe E______ will bring pictures to share with Dad the next time he visits...

Dad asked Mom if she remembered the stone house in Connecticut... Mom reminded him he lived there before she met him... He felt a lot of responsibility when he took any of his sisters out sailing in his boat... His sisters used to rope him into drying the dishes....Mom said he laughed at the memory...

..... He had a girlfriend from South Carolina.  Her name was Demi.  Some of his service buddies knew her too.  She hung around with his sister and her boyfriend Bruce... Bruce was a tanker and was dragged in the water... he retired as an officer....

..... He and Demi had some pretty heavy dates... his dad and uncle took her out to dinner... she was 'well developed'... His father was a good business man, but his inventions are what made him so wealthy...

...... They had a scare last night; lightening would strike the building and it would shake.  That same night he had three showers....  They need to get some redwood to build a new building because it would not burn...

Mom told Dad she had the trees trimmed at their house.  He wanted to know who was doing the yard now, and she told him about her gardener and he smiled.  She told him the pomegranate starts they gave the secretary at the school she used to work, had 3 blossoms on it.  It made Dad laugh out loud!

Dad asked Mom where she slept...she told him she still slept upstairs...."With your books and jewelry?" he asked...She told him yes...  He wanted to know what was done to his room...she told him their grand daughter moved in because she lost her room mate.  She painted it and fixed it up very nice. Dad smiled happily... "That is wonderful....

He told her he was tired and ready for a snooze... Mom wheeled him back to his room, where Doctor-Doctor met them in the hallway.  She told Mom she would take over and get Dad tucked into bed.

9 comments:

Mari said...

Sometimes it almost tires me to just read this - his mind was working overtime!
About your blogger problems - one of my blogging friends, who is a blog designer recommended this post, which had something to try to help these problems. It's worth a try!

http://originalartstudio.blogspot.com/2011/06/comment-solution-worth-giving-try.html

Jeanie said...

Boy, your dad's mind stays very busty. At least he moved quickly away from the idea of coming to stay with you for a week.

Thisisme. said...

I think an awful lot of people are feeling your frustration with Blogger, my friend. I know I was about a week ago, and I did take a break for a couple of days! It will be good when you can get to visit dad again. I hope you can manage to have a relaxing weekend.

That corgi :) said...

I also heard Donna, that when you are signing into Blogger, if the button is checked to stay signed in, to uncheck the button. Some people (including myself) have been doing that and supposedly that is helping people with being able to post/leave comments.

How did your dad call your mom first without calling you? I thought the chain of command was for you to be the first one? But that was good that she warned you so you could be prepared and it seems by the time he talked to you he was less agitated. Glad you could divert him too with talking about things. He does seem to really be concerned about the safety of his sisters when they were sailing because I know he mentioned that on a prior visit with your mom. Are any of your aunts still alive?

hope the problems with Blogger work themselves out because I would miss your posts!

betty

Pat said...

Your Dad has such a wonderful imagination!

Darlene said...

I have not visited you in a while so stopped by to see my favorite place in the world, the beach/ocean. Your Blog is beautiful. I am glad your Dad is doing ok. My Dad had dimentia from radiation to his brain cancer. The last 1 1/2 years of his life he could not carry on a conversation at all but got great care and painfree in a wonderful nursing home. So glad you can chat with your Dad on the phone and your Mom spends the time she does with him. Where else would she be, my Mom was with my Dad also. You write beautifully and your Dad makes it very interesting with quite an imagination. I will return soon to see how your Dad is doing and how you are. Take care.

Darlene said...

Donna,
Thanks for visiting my Blog. I am behind on it as I have had a virus for 1 1/2 weeks. Oscar, our cat, got really sick and has Pancreatitis. He is on a bland diet and doing well with it. He has to be locked in the bedroom when we eat. He was well one night and down the next morning. I thought we were losing him. So glad we did not. I will check out your other Blog. Thanks for letting me know. Take care and I will try to stay in touch more often. Hugs from CA.

gayle said...

Glad your dad was doing so well when your mom visited! I know it makes her feel so good when she leaves!

Bee's Blog said...

I think your Mom is doing a wonderful job as indeed you all are - your Dad is a much loved man in the same way that you are all so obviously loved by him. I read this and am glad to know that he's doing well but naturally I feel sad for him and for you all. Life throws us real curves and we just have to cope the best we can.