Day 93

Sunday, August 25, 2013
Physical:
This was not a good day mentally, though otherwise it wasn't too bad.  I got DH up around noon, and he was fairly lucid as to where he was and all.  He sat up for about 3 hours, then went back to lay down.
From there it was downhill.  I kept checking on him, and it didn't seem like he went to sleep but perhaps he drifted in and out of napping.  
By late afternoon, when checking on him, he was saying things like "call Betty and tell her where I am".  In the past I've been able to tell him who I am, where he is, and he "comes back".  This time it was harder.  When DSS and crew got here, DSS went on back to the bedroom.  DH never did get up other than after they all left (several hours later), he wanted to sit on the commode.
DSS kept tryiing to tell his dad that he was at home, but DH didn't quite believe him.  He did eventually "come around" for the most part.  
People:
DSS, TGF, and her 3 boys came around 6:00.  They ate, the boys had showers, and they all let around 8:00.
Emotions:
Just deep down sadness.  He's slipping away - or rather his mind is, much faster than his body is.  Knowing it's going to happen does NOT prepare a person for the reality, especially since there's no telling in advance what direction it will take.