At first all he would consume was a little Ensure today. Then I got him to let me feed him coffee cake and lemon cake. He washed it down with Ensure. Then he went to sleep. He's out of it for the most part. I'm to the point where I can only understand a few words here and there. He acts out his hallucinations. He will act out feeding himself (although nothing in his hands) and when he opens his mouth to put his bite in, I put the bit of cake in. I was across the room getting us a second piece when he started to drop a glass of Ensure on the floor. Fortunately we caught it in time. He's been combative with his caregivers when they try to change him and clean him up. They are all surprised he is still as strong as he is. But the comment is that they are happy he's still "in there." Thank goodness that his current house is not pushing for replacement in a nursing home. As they told me upon admittance, he never has to leave. That's highly unusual (and possibly against government regulation.) I know the people caring for him are not nurses (outside of the hospice staff), but he's used to them and would react badly to a move. Plus (and this is the most important) they are very attached to him and he to them. I told him he had had two strokes on Friday. He said he knew (doubtful) and that nobody helped him. I told him he was getting a new mattress. I don't think he takes in much information. I told him about his sister, his daughter, and his son-in-law coming out next Friday. After the videos and his going back to sleep, I sat on the couch cuddled up with a couple of my Golden Girls and then snuck out when everyone was conked out.
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