You can never have enough...

[JanW]

Popeye my old boy was having lots of falls near the end - one of the hospice nurses told him to swing his legs over the side of the bed and count slowly to 10 before moving - same if he was getting something off his bookcase etc - stop and count to ten before he moved off - he grumbled about it but stopped having falls - his skin was so fragile he was doing himself awful damage and I was a terrible nurse if there was any blood involved

Just ,spoke to him. 

They should have put the butterfly stitches in last night. But for some reason they didn't. So they will replace his plasters etc. He said his arm and leg are a mess. 

This is fall number 4 in 3-4 ? weeks.. Each one is making his pain worse. 

He knows about counting etc. but I think a bit of the Parkinson's is making him forget or his slide into dementia.

He is very down now.. Trouble is his body is Older but his brain is still young.. And he hates thinking he is old and useless.. Siad he wanted to come home. So I just changed the discussion.

Hès resting in bed today

My old boy was 67 - ran an Ironman 6 months before he was diagnosed - hadn’t even retired but I must say he did everything- used to say often to the kids especially when he bought boats and motorbikes and camper vans and dive gear etc - that there was no point waiting until he retired - when the boys and the grandkids spoke at his funeral talking about all the things they had done with him from jam making with Robie’s kids because they thought everything just came from the supermarket to swimming with dolphins he never wasted a day - but he sure took it hard when he was on oxygen 24/7 and could hardly get from his bed to his chair - but as soon as somebody came through the door he never let it show except to Robie - I know exactly how you feel Popeye