My father died peacefully on February 6, 2012. I had arrived a few hours before he died, so I had time to sit by him and talk and even moisten his lips with the long-promised scotch I had with me. I don't know if he heard me, but he smacked his lips from the scotch, My father had Alzheimer's and had donated his brain to the Alzheimer's study he'd been part of at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center. I'll continue to post for a while.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
sylvia started yesterday
Sylvia arrives just before dinner, so she sits with my father and makes sure he gets enough to eat. She said he ate a lot tonight and last night - fish both nights, which he loves. And she'll take him downstairs or into the nice lounge after dinner so he doesn't have to sit in the tv room. And she puts him to bed. I think it'll work out fine.
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