Hospice

Yesterday Hospice visited Father & Mother.

Overall it was a pleasant visit considering what the ultimate outcome will be. Father has made his peace and is just tired of it all. He looks really good, better than my last visit which was last week.

I was hoping to continue my cleaning project but somehow I developed some lower back pain that precluded doing that task.

I did however change the batteries in the smoke alarms; do some grocery shopping; make breakfast of scrambled eggs (a first for them in several years); clean some marks from the inside of his HHR; put a VCR back in the bedroom; go over their Life Insurance policies; re-charge the cell phone; made sure that Hospice was aware of Father last wishes; witnessed his signatures; put out the mail; retrieved the paper; double checked the safety deposit box; cashed a check from USAA.

Mother isn't pleased with any of this primarily because she won't or can't realize that the end is coming for Father.

When one tallies the tasks it doesn't amount to very much. The support to him was the best gift of all.

Coming home I got a slight bump from the car behind me who wasn't paying attention. Just a small scratch on the plastic bumper shell.