Sunday Afternoon

Chad and I spent some time up north today.  It was sad - this is probably the worst I have seen dad.   He was really out of it, didn't know who we were at all, and was mumbling a lot.   He didn't eat much at all at dinner, but did tell me that "we need to get working on those things".   Chad was talking (!) with him in the frontroom, and when I walked in there, dad looked at me and said, "That boy talks funny".  Told him I know, he's always been that way.  Mom didn't hear that, and it's probably a good thing.   Mom was pretty good today, just quiet.  We were talking about the assessment on Tuesday, and she wondered what to tell dad.  Told her to tell him that a nurse was coming to talk to them, and see how he is doing.  That's all.   The more detail, the more confused dad will get.   She remarked a few times that she just can't believe we are at this point with dad.  Said if he doesn't get any worse, she can handle it.  Told her she has a hard time handling things now, does she really think she could handle it?  Well, no. I think she is just having a tough time with all of this.  I know we are all having a tough time with it, but I am sure as a spouse, it's even tougher.  Left after a few hours, and things were good.  Dad was asleep on the couch and mom was reading the paper.  Very sad feeling today.