Today's visit was interesting. It's obvious that Dad's frustrated with his situation and wants to go home. But I don't think he realises why he is in the hospital. When asked to recall what happened that Saturday, he has no recollection of that day. When asked if he had a fall, he looked at us with a blank expression on his face.
Shereen's father bought him a drawing pad for him to write on. We're hoping this would encourage him to recall the safe number and his pin number. I doodled on the cover page, "Hi Daddy! I love you! :) Parveen". I passed the pad to him and he wore his glasses and read the message out loud. When he came to my name, he looked surprised for a moment, turned to me, blushed and gave me a shy smile. Hee hee hee...
When we were about to leave and were packing up, he said, "Give my glasses to Parveen to keep." Then, "Put (the writing pad) in Parveen's bag." I thought it was so cute that he was still so paranoid about his possessions.
Daddy didn't say much today although he did look tired and aggravated. Only the cheerful nurses seem to be the only ones that are easily able to lift daddy's spirits.
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