I haven’t posted about Mom and Dad for a while. Mom remains about the same and probably won’t change that much until we reach the final stages. Dad continues to deteriorate mentally. He also has continued issues with his legs and feet. That really isn’t new. He went to several dermatologists and podiatrists over the years and no one ever really figured it out. They’re keeping his legs wrapped but he’s developed a skin condition causing severe itching and dry, flaky skin.
But what saddens me – and really kind of weirds me out – is how fast his mind is going. Most times when I visit, he will tell me about his job and how he had to drive to central Missouri twice this past week. And then tell me in disgust that he’s not sure when he’s getting out of the nursing home/hospital/prison. He told me on Monday that he’d been out to the house and wanted to know why I had a tunnel installed around the house. And he talked a lot about Petee and the cat show he was just in and how much everyone loved him. Perhaps he showed someone the picture book I made him with all the pets? He was at least up and rolling around on Monday and even joking with some of the other residents. He unfortunately thinks one of the women on his hall is Mom. They try to bring Mom back to visit sometimes and Thursday is family night so I will be trying to have dinner with both of them. It seems to surprise him when he sees her, he doesn’t remember how far down the road she is with the Alzheimer’s.
He seems to be a little more comfortable, although really confused. It doesn’t matter much whether he believes he is traveling or that it’s winter and his car is covered in snow. It’s just a little hard to believe when I look back on where he was a year ago. That, I guess, was really the beginning of this downward slide. At least so it seems. It’s a little hard to see the changes when you’re living with them day to day. They seem so much more dramatic when I only see him a couple times per week.