sunday night
Sunday/September/2008 08:08 PM Barrie`s
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Hi everyone
This evening, there really isn't much to report at all, I'm afraid.
Dad slept virtually all of the visit. At one point, he did seem to wake up for 2 or 3 minutes and looked very, very, intently, straight at me with his eyes exceptionally wide open. I'm genuinely not sure if he was just really surprised to see me or if he was actually scared of me. I tried to reassure him as he may have been hallucinating immediately before he opened his eyes and perhaps it suddenly seemed feasible that I might well feature in his nightmare somehow! (Max will probably say that that sounds perfectly reasonable and understandable!!!!!!!).
Anyway, other than that one episode, Dad slept soundly.
When I arrived, Dad was quite warm so he had only a loin cloth of a folded sheet on him, which in fact was a perfect opportunity to find all his really dry patches of skin and give them a deep moisturising. I did two laps of this and will now have to ask Steve to raid the children's medicine supplies and send some more cream out because in two days, the large bottle is half gone! Thirsty skin!!!! I covered him up after so he wouldn't get cold, being smothered in cream.
Anyway, Dad slept through all this, so at least if it isn't a pleasant experience for him, I'm not making him suffer more!
Perhaps tomorrow, with a further reduction of sedative, I won't seem quite so menacing and he might be a little more awake.
I have managed to have a quick peek on the website and would like to say a very heartfelt thank you to you all for all your kind thoughts and words of support. It is very much appreciated.
Also, I've been meaning to say for ages........special thanks from us all to Paul the Chef, who makes this means of communication with you all possible, via this blog. (Paul, make sure you include that - no going modest on me!!!!). Not only does this allow us to keep everyone updated in the easiest way, but it also forms a diary for Dad to read and look back on when all this is behind him.
I'll stop being all sentimental now before we have to start offering free sick buckets with every blog!!!!!
À demain, as they say here!
Love
Nat
xxx
This evening, there really isn't much to report at all, I'm afraid.
Dad slept virtually all of the visit. At one point, he did seem to wake up for 2 or 3 minutes and looked very, very, intently, straight at me with his eyes exceptionally wide open. I'm genuinely not sure if he was just really surprised to see me or if he was actually scared of me. I tried to reassure him as he may have been hallucinating immediately before he opened his eyes and perhaps it suddenly seemed feasible that I might well feature in his nightmare somehow! (Max will probably say that that sounds perfectly reasonable and understandable!!!!!!!).
Anyway, other than that one episode, Dad slept soundly.
When I arrived, Dad was quite warm so he had only a loin cloth of a folded sheet on him, which in fact was a perfect opportunity to find all his really dry patches of skin and give them a deep moisturising. I did two laps of this and will now have to ask Steve to raid the children's medicine supplies and send some more cream out because in two days, the large bottle is half gone! Thirsty skin!!!! I covered him up after so he wouldn't get cold, being smothered in cream.
Anyway, Dad slept through all this, so at least if it isn't a pleasant experience for him, I'm not making him suffer more!
Perhaps tomorrow, with a further reduction of sedative, I won't seem quite so menacing and he might be a little more awake.
I have managed to have a quick peek on the website and would like to say a very heartfelt thank you to you all for all your kind thoughts and words of support. It is very much appreciated.
Also, I've been meaning to say for ages........special thanks from us all to Paul the Chef, who makes this means of communication with you all possible, via this blog. (Paul, make sure you include that - no going modest on me!!!!). Not only does this allow us to keep everyone updated in the easiest way, but it also forms a diary for Dad to read and look back on when all this is behind him.
I'll stop being all sentimental now before we have to start offering free sick buckets with every blog!!!!!
À demain, as they say here!
Love
Nat
xxx