I got him the two "thick and easy" drinks from the fridge - two of the last three. They gave him a chocolate mighty shake (because I asked) and a thick shake (on the left) without my having to ask. They brought him the yogurt, too, without my having to ask. But he didn't get the applesauce.
The pureed potatoes and fish he didn't touch, as usual. He did eat the egg drop soup, and I saw another bowl on a tray nearby and got him that. He ate both bowls of soup with gusto.
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, May 19, 2011
my father's dinner last night
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