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| Wednesday, 04 January 2012 | |
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From the Archives 2009: Dad had a pretty high fever while he was in the hospital and was having some mild hallucinations. For a bit, he thought he was in a nice hotel in New York City and was asking for room service. When the hospital's social worker came in, she asked if Dad had a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) order in place, and explained to him what that meant: "Mr. Hatfield, if you should happen to die, would you want our staff to bring you back to life?" She asked. "What the in the hell kind of HOTEL IS THIS?" He asked as he looked at me with complete wonderment. "Full service." I replied with a smile. |
| Strange Hotel |
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| Wednesday, 04 January 2012 | |
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From the Archives 2009: Dad had a pretty high fever while he was in the hospital and was having some mild hallucinations. For a bit, he thought he was in a nice hotel in New York City and was asking for room service. When the hospital's social worker came in, she asked if Dad had a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) order in place, and explained to him what that meant: "Mr. Hatfield, if you should happen to die, would you want our staff to bring you back to life?" She asked. "What the in the hell kind of HOTEL IS THIS?" He asked as he looked at me with complete wonderment. "Full service." I replied with a smile. |
| Best Year EVER |
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| Wednesday, 28 December 2011 | |||||
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| Sticky Situation |
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| Monday, 26 December 2011 | |
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From the Archives 2007: Dad and I finally finished the last of the Christmas cards at 10:30 last night. There was only one minor problem. When I asked Dad to put the postage stamps on the cards, I did not think to tell them that He did not have to lick the stamps anymore because they are are all self-adhesive now. If I had been able to jump up and get to my camera in time, next year's card would have a picture of Dad with a Snowman stamp stuck to his lip! Happy Holidays! |
| Best Christmas Present EVER |
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| Saturday, 24 December 2011 | |
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From the archives: Christmas 2010: My sister and brother-in-law are visiting from Atlanta and came over last night for an evening of pizza and board games and laughter. Dad felt great, and participated in most of the fun. Usually, when my sister visits, I have the pleasure of "surprising" Dad with the good news of her upcoming visit - every day leading up to the day she arrives. This morning when he woke up, I told him with great excitement that Nancy was here from Atlanta for Christmas and she would be over for lunch today to visit him! "She was here last night, Kathy." He said as if I were the one with dementia. "Don't you remember?" "I must have had too much eggnog." I replied, barely able to contain my excitement of his memory. On this wonderful Christmas day, the best present I got was Dad's memory of the past! We wish you all a happy and stress-free Holiday! |
| Best Christmas Present EVER |
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| Saturday, 24 December 2011 | |
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From the archives: Christmas 2010: My sister and brother-in-law are visiting from Atlanta and came over last night for an evening of pizza and board games and laughter. Dad felt great, and participated in most of the fun. Usually, when my sister visits, I have the pleasure of "surprising" Dad with the good news of her upcoming visit - every day leading up to the day she arrives. This morning when he woke up, I told him with great excitement that Nancy was here from Atlanta for Christmas and she would be over for lunch today to visit him! "She was here last night, Kathy." He said as if I were the one with dementia. "Don't you remember?" "I must have had too much eggnog." I replied, barely able to contain my excitement of his memory. On this wonderful Christmas day, the best present I got was Dad's memory of the past! We wish you all a happy and stress-free Holiday! |
| There's a Pill for EVERYTHING! |
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| Sunday, 18 December 2011 | |
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From the Archives 2010: Dad and I awakened today and were greeted by day eleven of his nasty cold. Of course Dad thinks he is "coming down with something" every day when he wakes up, not remembering the last 10 days! When he got up this morning, he was coughing and blowing his nose. He said that he thought he was catching a cold, since his nose was running. "You take a pill that makes your nose run." I said, referring to his Aricept-like Memory drug called Razadyne. "Why in the hell am I taking a pill to make my nose run?" He asked. "No, the pill you take for your memory makes your nose run as a side effect. It's not meant to make your nose run on purpose." "Good. I thought that would be stupid." He said. That would be stupid. |
| Livestrong |
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| Tuesday, 13 December 2011 | |
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From the Archives 2009:
It is the easiest job in the world for me to get him to ride it. I just tell him (the truth) that when his blood gets pumping it helps his heart and his memory.
He rides for at least a half an hour per day, and sometimes up to 45 minutes.
It's more like the Tour de Bedroom, but I think I'll just let him dream big! |
| If Only It Were That Easy!! |
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| Thursday, 17 November 2011 | |
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From the Archives 2009: I am not a computer person; at all. But a couple of years ago I went all out and bought a nice HP computer with lots of migs and gigs and rams. My favorite part is the flat screen monitor. It leaves so much more room for crap on my desk. My friend Brandon was visiting today and he is a real computer genius. I asked him to see if he could determine why my computer is really slow sometimes. I don’t use too many programs and I have cable hi-speed access, so I figure it should be pretty fast. Here is a transcript of our conversation: Brandon: "You need to buy some memory."Kathy: "Can I get it at Best Buy?" Brandon: "Sure." Dad: "Pick me up some memory while you are there!" |
| Just the Chicken Sandwich |
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| Tuesday, 15 November 2011 | |
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From the Archives 2009: My sister Susan took Dad to a fast food joint called Chick-Fil-A for dinner the other evening. There, in a large frame at the counter, was the sign. It read, "We didn't invent the chicken, just the Chicken Sandwich" along with a date - 1946. Well, unfortunately for the poor 16 year old manager on duty, my father does remember a few things (especially from his high school years), and one of them was "DISTINCTLY REMEMBERING HAVING A CHICKEN SANDWICH before 1946". He was horrified at the misleading, false representation that THEY had invented the chicken sandwich. "Absolute LIARS!", Dad accused as he demanded they remove the sign. Susan is definitely adding Chick-Fil-A to the list of places not to take Dad for dinner ever again. |
- Exception to the Rule
- Six Dads
- Most of all, We Laughed
- Back to "Normal"
- America's Most Wanted
- Good Answer
- Like a Bird
- Language Barrier
- Best Year Ever
- Christmas Miracle!
- Senior Texting Codes
- Shockingly Well
- Shockingly Well
- Stuck in the Woods for Weeks
- Believe What You Read
- Both Hands
- Lower
- Tennis Anyone?
- A Renewed Drive to Drive?
- Who's the Fairest of Them All?
- Worth His While
- What Hospital?
- Up is Better
- My Dad is now my Mom
- Luck is Relative
- Back in Time
- More Funny Crap
- Years of Therapy Ahead
- When Pigs Fly
- Fashion Emergency
- Bless His Heart
- New Lease on Life - Literally
- Déjà vu
- A Woman in Dad's Room?
- A Woman in Dad's Room?
- Try Anything
- Inflation is a Bummer
- Dooty Calls
- The Big Switch
- I'm Back - And Well Rested!
- Cold Calling
- No Ring-tones in 1970
- We Forgot his Birthday
- Happy 82nd Birthday Dad!
- Train Wreck vs. Oil Spill
- Run for Cover!
- Happy Independence Day!
- My New Mom?
- Just Desserts
- The New Old (man) Math
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