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| Sniffing Robyn's shirt |
Eric is heading back to school this week. It was great having him around. We had a nice time playing games, hanging out, and on Saturday morning we went on a hike at South Mountain. We took the Mormon trail to Fat Man's Pass. Robert started out with us, but he needed to be on a meeting and had forgotten his phone. So he went back to the car and spent the morning on a call while Eric and I finished the hike.
We are not sure what is going on with Grandpa's feet, especially his left one. It is so swollen, and nothing seems to help reduce it. The nurse (and the internet) said that it just happens with old age sometimes. I'm not sure how much time Grandpa has left. According to what I've read, he could be close to the end, or he could go on like this for months and possibly years!
His sleep this week was all messed up. He kept Grammy up most of the night one night, and on Friday night he came into our room about four times in less than three hours. I finally gave up taking him back to bed and took him out to the family room to sit in the chair next to him. We were in there from about 12:00 to 4:00am. I don't think he ever got a good sleep going that night. The next morning I asked him how his sleep was and he said it was good. Ha!
I was in charge of him on Saturday for awhile. At one point in the day, he got up and left the room. I thought he was going to the bathroom, but soon after he left, we heard the doorbell ring. Of course it was Grandpa outside doing who knows what. He told Robert he was heading home. I went out there with him for a little bit. It was boiling hot, probably around 110 degrees. He told me he needed to go somewhere. We got about three steps down the sidewalk, and I turned him around to look at the house. I asked him if it looked familiar to him. He said sort of. I suggested we try going inside to see if it's cooler in there. Luckily he agreed. He then shuffled and farted his way back inside.
Quotes...
Eric as Grandpa was exiting the bathroom: Oh hey, Grandpa! How's it going?
Grandpa: Things turned out really well.
Addi: How's it going, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Good, but these men *points* keep fighting me.
Addi: That's the TV. They aren't actually here.
Grandpa: What the hell?
Grammy: Well, Grandpa. Do you wanna watch Eric? He's not very exciting. He just sits behind the computer with his nose to the grindstone.
While having a discussion about random things Sunday morning...
Grandpa: Do you go church?
Me: Not very often. Do you?
Grandpa: I think I've been there once.
While talking about the temple:
Grandpa: I need to take a test.
Me: At the temple?
Grandpa: Yes
Me: Have you been there before?
Grandpa: No


















