Sunday Morning

We had a GREAT morning. Seriously, best one yet. I got there this morning at 8:30ish and he was still sleeping. They had just brought breakfast, so I woke up him to eat. This was the only frustrating part of today, because I told him that he had to try to do it himself as much as possible. It was scrambled eggs and he kept dropping each bite. But he just laughed every time and didn't act too bothered by it.

I asked the nurse what the therapy schedule was for the day and she said there isn't any therapy on Sundays. Yay! I want him to work hard in therapy, but I was SO relieved to hear that he gets one full day of rest each week. I told him and he raised his eyebrows and seemed relieved, too. So I told him that he could do whatever he wanted. After a few suggestions and realizing that his roommate was going to be very loud as he got read for his church service, he decided on listening to some music with headphones. (We'll try to go to church service next week.) I downloaded some Celtic Woman and Mormon Tabernacle Choir, which he really liked. He rested for a while and when the room was empty, I pulled up today's Priesthood lesson on the iPad. Just as we were getting this ready, some people brought sacrament to us. It was so good to see dad taking the sacrament without help and I think it was great for him, too. It took me about 20 minutes to read the entire lesson to him, and I stopped a few times to see if he wanted me to continue. He always did.

After that, he had a busy morning with some visitors. My mom brought her sister Ros with her, who had only seen my dad once since she got here over a week ago. She is leaving sometime this week, so I'm so glad that he got to see her before she left! Then Leslie stopped by and had a nice, long visit. I think he was very glad to see them! Thanks so much for coming!

After all of that, it was about 1:00 and he was exhausted. I told him that he needed to eat lunch but he said he didn't want to. I asked him if he would eat if I fed him and he said he would. I know we aren't supposed to, but he was SO tired and I didn't want him going without lunch. So I fed him about half his lunch before I made sure he was comfortable enough to sleep. Then I told Dad that I was leaving and that Karen would be here in a couple hours. He just nodded and passed out within a few minutes. Its always going to be nervewracking to leave when someone isn't there to "take over" the shift. But I know he is well taken care of there!

So... all in all, it was great morning! A much-needed relaxing day for my dad! And me!