I was having angst but was mostly mentally prepared for him to fade away in the next few weeks, contacted sis and bro and they both came out for visits and dad was still pretty out of it and hardly wanting to eat or drink. Then Monday night he drank juice, pepsi and had a protein drink and 2:30am Tuesday morning was stirring and had eggs, pop tarts and tea and took his pills. Then 7 am Tuesday I had hit my snooze button but heard "Teresa" and he was on the floor. He didn't need the commode so I guess he was just tossing too much in bed and couldn't recover when he ended up over the edge.
7:30 pm Tuesday he had eggs and a cinnamon mini cake, tea, and took his pills. Then 4:30 am today, Wednesday, he was awake. Wanted the commode but no output, and was looking hard for eggs, was sitting up in bed thinking he was going to go see if we had eggs, silly old coot. He took his pills and some juice and ate his eggs over easy, didn't want tea. Then 8:30 am he was stirring again, sat on the commode again but no output and wanted to move to his chair, ate some cheese and drank a chocolate ensure after I got him into the recliner. We whiffed getting him from wheelchair to recliner and I had to get the lift chair but did barely get him into recliner from the lift chair.
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