Wednesday, January 23, 2013...Where can i get the train?

The days are starting to be just like the nights, in that Mac has  very little idea of just where he is..but he does know that he has to GO...problem is he doesn't know just where.  This afternoon, he was trying to figure out just where he had to go, and then it was, where can i get the train.  This problem lasted for about an hour, and finally i decided to put on old music with train motif...Got an old calendar with train pictures, put on Chatanooga Choo Choo, and we proceeded to shuffle to the music around the house.  Me hobbling with my sore knee (think my torn miniscus is back) mac doing his usual shuffle and shake routine.

Finally as we settled down, i found an old CN pensionners newsletter.  This was a godsend, he loved hearing about what different pensioners were doing ...and so we continued reading and talking about his days in CN, and just where all the trains go - who drives them, and he seemed to forget how much he wanted to get to the train station.  Then as i received a couple of phone calls, he proceeded to go downhill, mood wise, again, so managed to phone Gaye, our daughter (on the q.t.) and said, Gaye phoned she want's to speak to you.  Well that cheered him up and they had a good conversation.  Later did the same thing with Glenna, and from then on, the day went much better, his appetite was great and he enjoyed his dinner..

Tonight we had our good neighbours over, husband and wife, Lorraine and Rolf, Rolf helped him up the stairs to watch t.v. and so he was content..as we watched the news...now comes the hard part..going to bed, he is always wakeful at different times during the night...so then comes questions which can't be answered as they usually connect to something that he is dreaming about..sometimes it gets to be a bit hairy,  - i try to sleep in the other room, but then can't sleep for listening to see he is getting up, i'm always afraid he may fall down the stairs...and so it goes...i get back in bed with him.  But the weather outside is frightful, and the bed seems so delightful, so I'm going to bed, g'nite.