Day 63

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Physical: There were no falls.  At different times I had help with getting him moved from one place to another.  When it was his "normal" time to get up I was dealing with the insurance agent, so I just took his pills and disconnected the dialysis.  About the time I was going back to help him dress, the aide called.  So we decided he could just stay in bed and wait for her.  That was a good decision, as she was earlier than expected.  After he was washed up and dressed, she and I together got him into the wheelchair, and then into his recliner.
Later in the afternoon I was not able to get him out of the recliner, but I persuaded him to at least put the footrest up (he does Not like his feet up like that) and he napped.  When the agent came by to pick up a form I'd had to print and sign, he helped me get DH into the wheelchair.  From there I got him back on the bed for a nap.  Later he wanted to sit on the commode.  He was unsuccesful; I'm rather glad, because I later discovered he'd never taken his underwear off (the aide had gotten an old pair, too small, out of the drawer; when he sat down I couldn't tell).  
Around that time, he did have a "minor" spell of nonsense.  I had told him earlier that I had gotten a rubber backed sheet for when he gets his bath on the bed.  He told me he wanted the rubber sheet to make a sail for a submarine.  And when our DGS called, he told DGS that he was "trying outmy new rubber toilet paper".
After he got back in bed, I brought him a pork chop - usually one of his favorite things.  It was around 7:30 by then, later than we usually eat.  But he thought it was morning, and said it was too early to eat.  He never ate more than half of it.  He was asleep before I even finished getting the dialysis set up and connected.  I doubt he slept all night, but at least the alarm only went off once.
People:
It was a totally crazy day for me; but he only had to deal with a few people.  The aide, of course, getting him clean and dressed; the agent who helped me get him out of the recliner; and talking to his DGS.
For me there were several phone conveersations with DSS, one long one with DS, and one with DGS. the agent, the aide, the nurse stopped by, and the sweet little girls from next door came by.  And I had quite a few email exchanges with DIL, TGF, a girlfriend, and a secretary.
Emotional:
It's been quite a roller coaster.  I was weepy most of the day, but not even sure if it was from being tired, overwhelmed, frustrated, or just sad.