My dad has progressed enough to be in a room with a window. He is off a ventilator and off a feeding tube and eating soft food. However he is still confused
We have been attempting to FaceTime him but it is hard to do with parents that aren’t tech savvy.
Today we tried again but the nurse couldn’t get FaceTime either 🤦♀️
“I don’t understand what your dad is saying!” My mom grumbled.
I chuckled, “he isn’t speaking to you, he is speaking to the nurse”
My mom grumbled that she couldn’t understand the nurse.
“She is wearing a mask” I explained.
“Well she should she take it off!”
I stared at her in disbelief. “She can’t take it off! She is near a Covid patient!”
My mother rolled her eyes “that’s ridiculous!”
My mother finally had my dad on the phone. They were speaking plautedeutsch so the nurse wouldn’t understand them. “Maybe she should grow up!” My mom snapped referring to the nurse, in English.
My sister and I gasped in shock. “I can’t believe you’re saying that when she is right there!” My sister snapped.
All of sudden the nurse spoke up. Her voice sharp and rebuking. My mom was stunned. She thought the nurse was gone.
After my mom was finished speaking with my dad I smiled and said “he sounds so good”
That was a couple of days ago.
Now my dad is getting strong enough to call us on his own. This morning he called me at 3am complaining of leg and back pain. I told him I would get mom to call his nurse.
Then a few minutes ago he called me. It was wonderful to have a conversation with him. But he was still confused. His time of events were askewed. Mixing up events, he was asking how was Becky going to get home if Sarah’s car battery died. Becky was stuck in Vancouver and Sarah was in Kelowna.
I assured him everything was ok. That mom would come to get him when he was better.
“Don’t be stupid how is she going to get me if her battery is dead! Becky is in Vancouver!”
I smiled, it was nice to hear dad’s same old same impatience. But I understood his frustration. He didn’t understand his memory confusion. I once more assured him that I was ok at home. Was he ok. Did he want mom to call him?
I also explained how he was coming home. By plane. And he was staying in the hospital a little longer. He didn’t want to hear that. So we ended the call.
UPDATE: he wasn’t talking about automotive battery dying but his oxygen tank being unplugged 🥰✌️