I realize that posting frequency and length has been dwindling as of late, but becoming busy is just part of life, especially the beginning of the school year for us teachers. You will have to forgive that, but at least this post should be more than a sentence or two.
Recently, the group home that Dad was housed at decided that they could no longer meet his needs as a patient. This is due to him needing more than one person for transfers to and from his wheelchair, bed, couch, etc. The last facility was within a couple of miles of Num Num (my grandmother for those not aware) and that was convenient for some family members.
The new place has more people on staff, but overall strikes me as similar to the last location in many ways. It does seem to have more men on staff (I personally have not met a woman employee yet), which, speaking stereotypically, makes me think as though it could make transfers more seamless. The current facility is down the street from Jennifer and my house, so the convenience is ours for the time being. This has made it possible to have Dad over to the house for a family get-together already (a birthday celebration for him, Richard and Aunt Lisa).
Speaking of the get-together, he did really well with the roughly 5 hour visit with about 15 people. He loves being around family and was even in a good enough mood to be telling a few jokes and giving everyone some good laughs (some more appropriate for the little ones than others). It was wonderful to have Dad, Num Num, Uncle Clint/Aunt Lisa and the kids, Aunt Kath, Grandma Bernie/Grandpa Bill, Richard, Zachary/Veronica and us altogether for some good food and great memories. I can’t wait to have everyone over again soon.
As for this weekend’s visit, Dad was in high spirits and as talkative as ever. As usual, he continuously told the three of us about how much he loves us. He completely adores Ainsley and does great around her. He spent most of the time doting on her and how cute she is (she is starting to talk much more, but they are one to two words and repeated often…totally cute). We watched some of the Chargers/Patriots game, which is saying something if you know how little Dad enjoyed football before the accident. He told Jennifer and I that “we all need to get red Cardinals jerseys and watch the games together all the time…even the baby.” He said that “the Cardinals are the best team and the Washington Seahawks are alright, but I don’t care about the Steelers or the Cowboys.” It was a nice end to a chaotic couple of weeks. Hopefully my schedule will become a little more consistent and I can go hang out with Dad some more.
Dad, we love you so much. It is so weird how quick life moves by when you aren’t paying attention to it. In a weird way, I am glad that I am able to feel a little more grounded when I step out of the fast lane for our visits. Keep the Spirit and know that I am so proud of your continued progress. Keep up the good work.