A chat with Grandma

Dad seemed more ready to wake up this morning than yesterday. He was stirring as i opened the curtains. He also had a small glass of juice, some papaya and most of a yoghurt for breakfast, when yesterday he didn't want anything. Grandma phoned this morning and Dad wanted to speak to her. He only really said "yes" a few times (i'm not sure how appropriately) but Grandma knows to keep conversation simple and not expect too much conversation from Dad now. He then looked keen to have a look at the newspaper, but has fallen asleep on page 2, with his arm across it. Mum's annoyed. Having gone out to the shop in the rain to buy it, she was hoping to have a look at it!

Best laid plans

With so many people around but for a limited time, i asked my Aunt to take Mum out for lunch today while they went to the shops, to give Mum a break. I assured them both that i could hold the fort here and put Grandma to work as necessary. Sadly this brilliant plan wasn't quite to be. Dad's GP called and suggested he would pop round as well as a community nurse. Mum felt she'd rather be present to see what each had to say, so only went to the shops much later in the end, well beyond lunchtime.
The doctor reassured us that the advice of the Macmillan system was correct. For a period early last week when Dad seemed to dip, there was a debate where the Macmillan advice had been to reduce Dad's steroids further but the specialist had advised increasing them. Mum wasn't sure who to believe. The doctor today confirmed our belief that the specialist did that in the hopes Dad would be restored significantly again with a higher dose. Sadly this hasn't happened so the next step will be the reduction again of Dad's steroids. The nurse seemed only to have came to introduce herself and enjoyed a cup of tea.
Dad slept in the afternoon while i kept on top of work email, my Uncle read the paper and Grandma leafed through some books. Mum and my Aunt returned home with a two-way baby radio which was promptly assembled and played with. Mum is worried that she won't hear if something happens in the night, now that Dad sleeps downstairs. So now, instead of complaining about Dad's snoring, she plans to go to bed eagerly listening for it.
We are getting used to nursing teams coming and going throughout the day. The morning session seems to be around 9am and the evening visit around 7pm. We have requested the evening visit happens earlier though as 7pm has proved to be the time we all get hungry. The nurses are all very friendly but Dad is still getting used to all these relative strangers messing with him. Some of them cope better with Dad's friendly resistance than others.

Piccadilly Circus comes to Ightham

Today has been extremely busy. The head continuing care nurse came early this morning to assess what sort of care Dad needed from her team. While she was here the bed arrived and was erected. Mum and i played with it to test which button did what so we wouldn't end up folding Dad in half once he was in it... The Macmillan cancer nurse came at lunchtime and helped us walk Dad downstairs. He needed a lot of support as he is very weak and wobbly on his feet but we made it. He opted to get into the bed straight away and reports it to be very comfortable. He is clearly happy to be reunited with Sky television; he watched a combination of BBC and Sky news for 4 hours this afternoon. He even waved Mum to one side when she stood in his view at one point. Then we had a pair of continuing care nurses turn up earlier this evening to give Dad a wash and help him brush his teeth. Mum also managed to pop out to the surgery to ask the doctor to prescribe Dad's medication in liquid form, as he is now struggling to take pills. In between all of this i have dived in and out of my work email. We are all wiped out now, even the cat, not that she did much. Mum did lock her in the garage for a few hours earlier though, who knows what she got up to in there.
Tomorrow we expect Dad's brother, sister-in-law and Dad's mother aka Grandma. It is much better he is downstairs now as he can be involved in everything with everyone. Mum and i have taken a few of our lunches upstairs this weekend to eat with Dad in the bedroom, but we can't do that with three visitors.