02/05/2022
Dementia Chronicles are back:
Dad just told me that the girls are going to bingo tonight. He said that he’s got a card game tonight. There’s seven of them. He said they ordered chicken for dinner. I asked him what he had for lunch, and he said sandwiches.
So I looked at Amber, the aide, and said, “yeah?” Not quite. Seems that Lunch was spaghetti, dinner is going to be riblets. No bingo. No cards.
He wants to play poker or blackjack.
One of the ladies passed last week and her family donated some recliners. He is happy sitting in front of his tv in the sitting room.