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  • Sandy Turner: Chocolate chip cookies and Pepsi work better than coffee

  • I was starting to panic after looking around for several minutes. He wasn’t roaming the halls or sitting in the dining room, and since he’s notorious for opening the back door, I was getting a little concerned. Dad will try to go outside, and the alarm should go off, but what if this time it didn’t?

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  • I was starting to panic after looking around for several minutes. He wasn’t roaming the halls or sitting in the dining room, and since he’s notorious for opening the back door, I was getting a little concerned. Dad will try to go outside, and the alarm should go off, but what if this time it didn’t?
    It was 10:30 in the morning and I found him still in bed. The nurse said if you try to wake him up, he gets fighting mad, and, literally starts swinging. This wasn’t my usual time as I’ve found he’s most coherent in the afternoons, but I couldn’t imagine he’d still be sound asleep.
    Finally he agreed to sit up but wouldn’t open his eyes until he heard me pop open the Pepsi can. The man loves his soda. When he was at home he’d go through a six pack a day, along with a dozen chocolate chip cookies and still ask for more. I had a couple cookies in my purse, along with the Pepsi, but figured I’d hold out, as I might need them as bribes to get him dressed.
    We made the trip to the bathroom, which is just  across the hall, but it was a slow go. His over-cautiousness has escalated to the point that he’s afraid to take a step. Getting over the threshold of the bedroom and bathroom was a major event, with him acting as though it was a two-foot dropoff and was holding on to me and the wall for dear life.
    After he used the restroom I was combing his hair by the sink and it seemed as though he came out of the fog and realized where he was. Looking at the toilet he started heading that way when I reminded him he had already gone. “Are you sure?” he asked. When I said I was positive he said, “I’m a good boy.”
    Back in his room I told him he needed to get dressed as lunchtime was approaching. He shook his head no and continued to drink his Pepsi. It was definitely time to bring out the cookies. Eventually I got him dressed, but had to maneuver around his snacks, as he wasn’t about to put them down.
    There was a short piece of a 2-by-4 board sitting on his nightstand, which, if I had to guess, he stole from the maintenance man. Various cards I had given him were scattered about, along with a photo of the two of us.
    I pointed to myself in the picture and asked him if he knew who it was. While eating the last bit of his cookie he stared at it intently for quite awhile. Finally he said, “I don’t know these people.”
    Page 2 of 2 - We made our way to the dining room, and even though he had just scarfed down multiple cookies and the entire can of soda, I knew it wouldn’t spoil his lunch, as he loves to eat.
    Even though most of our time was spent getting him awake and dressed, it reminded me of how much I loved taking care of him and how much I miss our daily routines – although what I miss most, is that he doesn’t miss me.
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