Today I asked if they could get dad into a wheelchair so I could get him out of his room. It took some doing but we managed it. I pushed dad all over the 6th floor. He thought we were lost but I figured if I kept going in circles we would end up back where we started and we did.
Back in the room I pushed dad's wheelchair closer to the window so he could see out. He never wanted to look out before but I was going to make him this time. I think he enjoyed it.
Dad couldn't believe today was Saturday and he talked about going home this week. I told him that if at all possible he would be going to rehab first. He really doesn't like the idea, but if I can get him into one of the 2 places I saw here in town I think he would like it. And I keep reminding him it is just for a couple weeks. Then he looks so pitiful and says "as slow as I am it will take forever."
Daddy is really struggling with depression and I don't know what to do or say to help him. I am hoping if I can wheel him around from now until he goes to rehab it will help cheer him up a bit.
I do worry about getting him into rehab and into one that I really like, I don't want to stick him just anywhere.
Keep those prayers going up for dad and me.
Kathy
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