Good AM

What a week. Just plain to tired to think. Which means typing is out of the question.

Em is calm. Her abscess is not as large but very firm an blood red. It started to open up yesterday then stopped. Happy about that.Erin would of been alone with her. From what I understand I could be pretty gross when it opens>! On the up side, she is eating well and still fighting with Pete. Good sign.

Lets get on to dad. Dementia is such a trip. You want to get so angry but you can't. He doesn't know what he is doing. Though sometimes I think he does.
He is addicted to sweets. We can not keep a cake in the house, he will just fixate on it. If you were to put it in front of him he would eat till he got sick. And then try to put the rest in a paper towel and hide it in his room.

Well yesterday I cleared out his room. Cookies,crackers, and yes CAKE !!!!

We talked it over last nite. And I tried to explain his job is to stay well. And he has to work with me. I hate nagging and he he hates to hear it

The last thing I want to do is make him feel bad and/or embarrassed. So this time I included Brian, and how I have to get after him, diabetes and sweets. So they also have to work together on their diets.

Now after all of this he still forgot to brush his teeth. Oh well!

This conversation may not be remembered after last nite. But you do not know, so you keep trying.

Humor for the week, my allergies were so bad on tuesday i could not smell,taste, ect... There was 1/4 piece of a slice of cake, Brian told dad how yucky I was. I was looking forward to the cake. He said how nice, Then ate it !!
I just sat there wanting to cry. How lame !!