Whew! After my great trip in Denver, I spent half a day hanging out in the Denver airport, half a day flying to California, and half a day hanging out with my family. Does that add up to a day and a half? That’s what it feels like, anyway. Husband and Kid are flying in from O Canada, too, but their flight delay involved a firetruck and a change of planes. How exciting! Only two and a half more hours until they arrive. By then, I will somehow have managed to squish two full days into one.
Mom and Dad are doing okay. They are a little less mobile than the last time I saw them; Dad gets tired and they are both a bit unsteady, but overall, they are doing well. They are very pleased with their in-home care set-up, which is now 9am-6pm every day. It has turned out that the caregivers are also a big source of support for my sister, for which I am extremely grateful.
I am a little worried about what we’re going to do when Kid and Husband arrive. The plan is to head over to Grandma & Grandpa’s house tomorrow morning and hang out all day while Husband heads off to work. Just me, my four-year-old and two octogenarians with Alzheimer’s…what can go wrong?