I spent much of the MLK, Jr weekend in Delaware, visiting Dad. Cadbury is a lovely facility, and the staff seem very caring and capable.
I arrived mid-day on Saturday and stayed through lunch on Monday. The first 2 days were tough on me – he didn’t seem to know who I was. He seemed comfortable with me, and a couple of times called me Pat, his sister’s name, so at least I was a familiar face. It just broke my heart a little that he didn’t recognize me or light up when I would walk in the room. He was also very tired both days, dozing off frequently, so we had very little active interaction. I took him out to the main dining room for dinner Saturday and brunch on Sunday, but it was difficult to keep him alert.
By Sunday afternoon, I was convinced that seeing him this way was too hard, and I wasn’t sure I could handle visiting again. I even spent some time on my own Sunday afternoon and evening, shopping and taking myself out to dinner.
Fortunately, Monday was better! He knew I was his daughter, called me by name several times, and was awake and engaged the whole morning. Unfortunately, that made it very difficult to leave. But I had a plane to catch, so I left promising him I would come back as soon as I could.
Although I can’t visit as often as I did when he was in Memphis, I will try to get there as often as I can afford to (airfare isn’t cheap!) and will cherish the time we do spend together. Even if he does sleep through it.