Day 74

Sunday, August 4, 2013
Physical:
In some ways this was actually a bit better.  It took awhile, and prodding, to get DH to take his morning pills.  I later found one on the floor, but no telling when it came from.  It's scary how many times that happens; but I don't know what to do about it.  He's really not to a point where I can stand there and force him to take each one.  He keeps saying he's going to do something (like take the pills) but then going back to sleep (at one point I went in just in time to take the cup of drink out of his hand before he dumped it all over himself!).  Once he got up (and as usual, surprised and puzzled that his underwear and bed were wet), I let him get in the recliner since I knew DSS would be here later.  
He sat in the chair all day ... probably around 6 hours.  DSS helped me get him out before he left, and then DH sat in the wheelchair probably another hour to hour and a half.  I think it was around 8:30 when he went back to bed.  That was very early, but hopefully with no napping he was tired enough to sleep through.
Eating, however, is something else.  His chair and the floor all around him is a mess.  He doesn't seem to have a clue how much he's spilling/dropping.  He did eat a sausage biscuit that I heated for him.  But he barely touched his dinner.  He kept saying he was eating, and it sat in front of him for hours.  In the end, he ate a few pieces of meat only.  He did eat a bowl of sherbert later; unfortunately, he claimed there were fruit flies in it.  I can't see them, but I do know they're here (DIL gave me a recipe to get rid - no idea if it's working or not).  And I don't know how they would get in his bowl unless they were buzzing around when I was fixing it.  As I said, I can't even see them. :(  He did get them out with a tissue and eat the rest of the sherbert.
When it was time for his evening pills, he was so sound asleep I couldn't get him to wake up enough to take them.  I ended up putting each one into his mouth, and he finally did sip water and take them (but not without some coughing).  Then he insisted on keeping the cup of water.  No problem, it just won't be cold in the morning.
People:
TGF and her kids (plus one) got here an hour later than they were supposed to.  She had planned to grill, but decided it was too late (after *I* had to buy a gas cannister for her grill), so used the oven.  She experimented on us.  Grilled meat (which she burned, but still tasted good); grilled green beans (which didn't get even close to hot enough, but tasted good), and pasta with Parmesean cream sauce (which was excellent, so the boys managed to gobble up most of it).  DSS did come along later, and then stayed later after she had to leave to take one of the boys to football practice.  The boys from next door and some cousins came over to play, but I didn't see the little girls.
Emotions:
I felt weepy most of the day.  At least in part, later in the day, because I was showing TGF the spreadsheet I had created for "pre-planning".  Obviously, I hope I have years and years to work out the plans, as well as figure out where the money will come from (once I got a price sheet and now have a rough idea of costs).  
I also sent a copy of what I have so far to DIL, who said she would add some notes.
I do hope I'm being realistic, and not just in denial.