Dad Needs More "Moola" to Buy a Car...

Mom went to visit Dad today after she ran her errands.  She is coming to visit us in Henderson, NV next Tuesday, October 9th.  It will be good to have her here all to myself.  I know it will be nice for her too, getting away and relaxing.

Mom found Dad in the dining room awaiting lunch.  Dad's Navy friend joined the table complaining as usual, this time he was cold.  Dad's caregiver whispered to Mom about him always being cold.  Mom gave him some coffee to warm him up and he drank it right down.  Dad told Mom "the seasonings were off" on his coffee so he pushed it aside and would not drink it...Dad picked up his milk glass and drained it.  Mom offered to get Dad some fresh coffee and fix it the way he likes it...but he was not interested.

A delicious lunch of fresh baked fish, some new type of rice, broccoli, pears with cinnamon candy juice (which both Dad and his Navy buddy scarfed up!), bread, butter and ice cream arrived and Dad dived in.

One of the therapists stopped by their table to chat.  She noticed how much Dad was enjoying his ice cream so she reminded him they were serving milk shakes in the afternoon.  Dad's eyes lit up and he told her he would enjoy that...  Mom suggested Dad take a nap so he would not be too tired to enjoy the milk shakes.  Dad agreed.

During their talk, Dad asked Mom for more moola (money) again... Mom told him to ask my brothers E____ and K____ who were in charge of that.  "I'll have to go to Covina for that...I am thinking of buying a car..." (This kind of talk makes Mom nervous, because Dad usually talks about needing money and getting a car for a long trip he is planning, when he would be off his "happy meds".  But both of us checked and he is still on them...)

Mom shared with Dad the price of the current gas prices and Dad decided he would stay where he is and post pone his trip....(good one Mom...) He told her again how he was in charge of the windows....then he mentioned a lady friend who had died.  He was very happy she had been buried in the family plot.  

Mom asked Dad if she knew the lady.  After thinking for a few minutes, he decided she did not know her.  Then Dad introduced her to his Navy buddy.  Mom told Dad she had already met him.  The Navy guy told her he was cold...

Doctor-Doctor (one of Dad's favorite care givers), told Mom she would be caring for Dad today and the rest of the month.  Mom told her how much we all appreciate her and the other caregivers, taking such great care of Dad.  She told Mom Dad was scheduled to get a hair cut today, but the hairdresser was sick so he would get his hair cut on Monday.  Mom thought Dad's eye looked clean, but was larger than she remembers...

Dad thanked Mom for visiting and she told him she would visit again soon.

On the way home, a big black SUV tapped Mom's bumper from behind at a stop light (on a busy street).  She turned the corner and pulled over to investigate.  The driver of the SUV pulled in behind her and asked if she was OK.  Mom said she was, but wanted to see if there was any damage.  They both looked and everything was fine.  Mom was very relieved.  (Personally, I am very relieved as well.  I am so glad this did not happen at night.  I plan on cautioning her NOT to stop if it were...)