and waving his hand around the room at all the windows, Mac enjoyed the view..saying everywhere a picture..and he is right. Windows from ceiling to floor line our walls, and each has a view of note..but he enjoys looking at the sky so blue with lovely white billowing clouds.. He also enjoys looking down and watching the traffic - but this seems to be a thing of the past - he doesn't seem to comment as much on that anymore.
These comments from him always makes me happy that we made this choice..To think he could have been placed in a ward - and I agreed to that just one year and a half ago.. he actually had been placed, and it's family history now how we all felt - noway - we felt, that's not the way to go, there has to be something better; and this is it. This being, Mac and I in our own apartment with help from nurses when we need it, and preposees who get him dressed for the day and undressed and into p.j.s for the night.
When he really will be too much even for that kind of help, he will be then placed, down to the special floor, where he will have to stay..We in our support group, discuss just how will we know when to do this, someone will say, I think when he or she -depending - be it husband, wife, mother, father - is incontinent, then a couple of us will look at each other and say, well we're already at that stage..then perhaps - someone will say, when he/she is having no control of bowels, hmmm, we've been there but not consistently, so maybe at that time, another will say when he/she falls all the time, hmm how many falls has he had, when in a wheelchair consistently...well Mac is not there.
In any case, I'm happy that enjoys the atmosphere, observes the sun the clouds, the sky, and enjoys listening to music on the radio, nods his head, taps his feet to the music, as he is doing now. Walks painfully slow to the lake - but still walks there, with many stops inbetween..
He.enjoys give and take short conversations with the preposees, though i'm now in tension mode, thinking of tomorrow morning. How will he be, it's shower day...yikes - one idea is that he will go to bed as soon as he will be in his p.j.s - in fact we're waiting for the preposee right now- it's 8:10 p.m. hopefully he will be asleep by 8'30, perhaps earlier to bed will make him a happy camper to be up and in the shower, who knows...the nurse suggested camomile tea, but that is surely not his taste in the morning, -coffee and strong is his fave...so who knows...maybe that's what I should take-- the camomile tea, I'm going to be a nervous wreck ...hmmm that's not positive thinking, so to be positive, I am for sure saying g'nite...
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