Dad had a difficult day today during lunch. He felt like he just woke up and his whole life was upside down. Sometimes this happens. I try to explain two things to him...
People have good days and bad days, and even if you're having a bad day it doesn't mean your whole life is bad.
Second, I remind dad that he needs to be patient with his body and mind. I explain to him that he's gone through a lot of change in the past few months, and sometimes when he gets anxious he just needs to sit relax and remember that he's not late for anything or forgetting anything.
Before leaving I chatted with Vera, one the aids in the SCU. She mentioned to me that she didn't give dad one of his anxiety meds earlier (it's PRN anyways) because she wanted him to be awake and ready to go for a swim, as today was the opening day for the pool at the ashwood (yes, John came though with a few pairs of trunks).
Before I left, I gave dad a big hug and told him to relax for the afternoon.
Sometimes days are good sometimes they're not... That's life.
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