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.
It used to be that my father would play his electronic poker or electronic black jack for hours each day - and it would keep him occupied. I bought him several over the period of a year or so, since he kept losing them at the nursing home. Then he lost interest in them.
I just re-found a poker game, which he was happy to have again. Black jack will be easier for him to follow, but I have to find a store that sells them.