Leacie and DanDaddy

Dad is really weak today and making faces like he is in alot of pain. This morning when I asked him if he was hurting, he pointed at his head. This afternoon he pointed at his side when Mom asked him. So hard to know if he really understands and/or where he is hurting. We don't take any chances and give him Acetominophen every 6 to 8 hours anyway.



When Leacie decided to get out of bed (around noon) she came in and hugged and kissed him and told him she loved him. She sits on the arm of his chair and gets right in his face and oo's and ah's over him. He patted her and said, "You're a good girl." Well, I lost it and started crying, made Mom and Leacie cry also.

One of those beautiful moments that I hope she tucks away and remembers forever.

Be kind and make good decisions.

One Week Gone

Last week we were in Orlando for 14U AAU Girls Basketball National Tournament. It is the first full week I have been away from Mom and Dad since last years National Tournament. Leacie's team finished 4th in their bracket and 24th in the Nation - not bad for a short team with major players injured.

It was difficult for me to leave home - my oldest brother took the week off from work to help Mom out, but being the control freak I am, it was not easy to relax and not worry about things. I worry about Mom in these situations more than Dad. There are so many things I do daily/weekly that I don't think about and knowing Mother she just does everything without asking anyone else to help out. She thinks it's easier just to do it herself than show or ask someone else to do it. (I am so guilty of that myself.)

I can't say I relaxed and enjoyed the week, but it was nice to sleep a little late and to spend time with my Ty and Leacie.

Seeing Dad when I got back made me realize, he is going downhill fast. I can't pinpoint anything specific, he is just weaker and less alert. When I would call home Mom was very positive and "UP", but the more "UP" she is, the more you know she's trying to make you feel better. 4th of July is one of the hardest holidays for Mom. Dad loved the 4th. It was a holiday spent with family, friends and music in the Beech Community.

Communication with Dad is getting more difficult every day. He does not understand simple commands and is unable to respond. The tone of voice and hand signals seem to get through more than the words. The biggest lesson I've learned lately is to give him time to process what I say to him.

Everyday is an adventure!

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