Its taking time to get used to the hospice. The room is terribly small and not very private. As I was driving up my phone rang. It was Bill. So I pulled over and he mumbled something about me talking to the doctor and suddenly there was a dr. on the other end. He told me that Bill was very angry with him and accused him of 'fucking up my medications" (pardon the language) So I told the doc that what Bill was talking about was they had given him medicine in the hospital that kept him not so sick and definitely not throwing up. And…guess what? he was throwing up. So the lovely dr. said he would look into it and this afternoon he was given that medication.
As I entered the building, two people had just entered the elevator and they kindly held the doors for me. So I hopped on, checked the floor button, then briefly looked at and slightly smiled at the lady in there. Then as I turned around I kind of felt them looking at me funny and I sort of glanced at the lady again and suddenly recognized Kate and Jeff (Bill's nephew). God I felt stupid!! And it was sooo good to see them. We went upstairs and visited Bill in his room for a while then got him into a wheel chair and down to one of the lounges. We had a lovely time with them! Bill was so pleased that they had come to see him. It really means a lot.
Then April, Myles and Monte arrived. We pushed Bill up to Hospice Garden on the roof. It was beautiful! We stayed out there quite a while. Finally Bill got tired and the kids left and I put him to bed. I will go back tomorrow morning. He will be getting lots of company tomorrow.
Now, once again my head is a bobbing…and I keep falling asleep. At least I am in my pj's! I shall go take out my teeth, take off my glasses, take six pills and head to my chair. Sleeeeeepy! TTYL
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