Another Day, Another Set of Visits

Mom and Dad were each in fine spirits today; we saw Dad first and he had just finished a morning session, so we chatted for a while. There was apparently some confusion on when he was going to be moved from the hospital, and the staff told him first that he was going to be discharged and going home, then to Maryville that day, then to Maryville on Monday, all in the span of about 20 minutes. I could tell Dad was frustrated by the mixed messages, but it sounds like they were working to free up space at Maryville that just didn't materialize. It's OK though; he's discovered the wonders of Mythbusters on the Discovery Channel, and anyone who knows the show probably can tell it's right up his alley. I can just see him as one of the Mythbusters, spending all day building machines designed to experimentally recreate mythical claims.

Mom was in equally fine fettle, and I arrived at her room to find Aunt Beverly chatting with her while she was having her lunch. Bev had apparently not heard about Mom's move or Dad's situation, so I took a moment and related what I knew as Mom enjoyed the mocha I had brought for her. Then Bev went off to buy Mom some clothes for her stay and we stayed to spend some time with Mom. It was a pretty nice day (overcast but warm with occasional sun breaks) so we took her by wheelchair around the facility to explore a little bit (the place is actually quite huge, with a really cool salt water aquarium in the front lobby) and then outside in the courtyard to give her some fresh air. I drove her by the roses growing out there so she could enjoy those and we hung out in the breezy outdoors for a while. Then when she was ready to go back in, we slowly cruised through the halls and we dropped her off in the TV room so she could watch a movie with Christian Bale (he's hunky, dontchaknow). We had a really good time and I was glad to give Mom a little more to do than just hang out in her room or in the eating area. Hopefully the weather will be good tomorrow so we can go for a spin again.

After stopping at home for some nourishment, I went to take care of the Gilchrist homestead, then brought Dad his afternoon mocha. He was pretty groggy and was complaining of a headache that had crept up on him, so I didn't stay long, but hopefully it will have passed by the time I see him tomorrow.