Thursday, March 21, 2013 Who makes the decisions....

That's what mac woke up saying, "who makes the decisions, who is going to play, i don't know when the game is....It took quite awhile to get him to wake up and know where we were.  I couldn't figure out just what decision was bothering him and just who was to make it...and he could not tell me.  When something he says comes right after a sleep or a nap, i always figure it goes with whatever he was dreaming about, but didn't want to say that to him as it seems to be a stock phrase now..well what a surprise, when i said, 'well i really don't know what game you are talking about...but do you need the bathroom, cause i'm going there...he said ' oh don't worry it's probably just your dreaming'   hello, that's my line there.

 

The change into day clothes and washing today was very difficult - he was not a happy camper and started to be aggressive, so Vedette our woman today called me to come to her --- i said - ok. never mind mac, you can dress  yourself in the bedroom,usually she changes and washes him in the bathroom; she came along and very carefully helped him with his difficult areas of dressing, even though he continued to be angry, and when she said i'm off for a few days...he said 'don't come back', she said, aw mr. mac, you were so good with me for the past 4 days...he said, well this is the end of that...

 

So breakfast was good, but he continued to be off target for a good part of the day, we had a friend come to see if she would be ok. to look after him for a few hours next week and he just kept talking about cars going by....but she still wanted to look after him next week, hurrah.  We all went for a walk together, then she left and Mac and i returned home where although he was more on target...walks do that....he had many questions then regarding this apt. and who gave us permission to be here etc.  So the move has obviously been part of his mix up...so I'm just going to be patient ...after all i love the man and want to keep him with me...so just read something that helps.....

 

LOVE is such a precious thing.

It’s fragile, and it’s rare.

It damages so easily,

So handle it with care.

It’s free to those who seek it.

There’s enough for all to share.

The more that LOVE is given out,

The more there is to spare

 

bye now...