Considering a name change to Van Winkle... all dad seems to do is sleep, and all I want to do is sleep! Dad moved up to the 5th floor rehab facility yesterday. They have high hopes to rehabilitate him, but a little awkward when all he does is sleep. I spoke with the nurse this afternoon who echoed my concern about the amount of sleep he's been getting. His vital signs are all good, so it's possibly just a medication thing. We hope to get to the bottom of it tomorrow, as one cannot rehabilitate if all one does is sleep.
I've been asked about visits... I'm not sure what to say, as the visitors dad has had, have all come face to face with RIP Van Winkle. Pretty hard to visit with someone when they're sawing logs! To be sure, all the times I've been in lately, dad has been sleeping and I've not gotten to chat with him at all. It's pretty discouraging at this point. So hold on a little longer, and we'll see how it goes.
As for myself; at the moment, I'm getting the things done that need to be done, and then resting. Sleep is no longer a problem, fortunately. Hopefully we'll be all rested up soon... being a zombie isn't all it's cracked up to be!
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