Such a beautiful warm spring day and I am sitting here still in my pajamas on the computer. I was up last night until after 1am waiting on Bo to come home. He's a great kid and wasn't out doing what I probably would have been doing at 18 - but I can't sleep until he's home safe. Did anyone else's Mom used to say that? The Ayatollah Ole Meanie used to say that to me all the time and I would think, "well that's stupid"...now I'm saying it.
Poppa is not having a good day. No talking, no eyes open, drooling, snoring and grunting. I thought he might be running a low grade fever last night, but today it is normal. I made/encouraged him to walk from breakfast and to and from lunch, but I had to keep reminding him to open his eyes and lift his feet. Days like today, I thank God for the gait belt. There is no way I could manage moving him from place to place without it. He won't be walking anymore today, except moving from chair to wheelchair, wheelchair to bed etc. He is having such bad spasms he can't stand up without assistance. He cannot follow simple directions. His body and brain have shut down today. Nothing in, nothing out. This usually means, he has either been over stimulated (not lately) or his body is fighting something. We will keep a close eye for any symptoms that may show themselves.
Going to try to motivate myself to shower, dress and maybe go for a walk with the poodle.
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