
Daddy has not complained about his back since I got here. He actually wanted to go out for lunch. So we load in the car and went to Hardees and actually went inside to eat.
Slowly but surely he is walking stronger. He has been wanting to go home for the last 3 hours (he is home) and worries that his mother will be worried about him not being home. Strange how the mind works...his mother died on his 16th birthday, but he talks about her everyday. In his mind she is still alive. I don't try to tell him otherwise. All of the books I have read on Alzheimers says not to tell them when someone is dead. So, I just say they are visiting relatives, or up the road when he asks where someone is that died years ago. No point in him grieving for all of his dead relatives over and over, so I just tell him a little white "love lie"
Well, just hoping for an calm night!
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