The past couple months have led to more decline despite a stable test score at the neurologist. Hair washing is sporadic and dressing has become interesting. My dad has started wearing 2 dress shirts at a time or a golf shirt over a dress shirt. He had an awful reaction of some sort on his face so he had to stop shaving for 2 weeks. Never in my life have I seen him go even a day without shaving but he wore it well! After 2 weeks the dermatologist gave the go ahead to shave but my dad was hesitant. I think he wasn't sure what to do but he did figure it out. At least I think he did; several of the "Blue Girls" have taking a liking to him and help him more than we know. They called me yesterday in a bit of a panic because they said my dad was worried that something had happened to me. I could tell when I spoke with him that he was very worried and he started to cry when I said goodbye and I love you at the end of the conversation. This same thing happened a couple weeks ago when Paul at the front desk asked me to make a trip over because he thought something had happened to Connor. When I got there, he was anxiously waiting in the lobby and started to tear up when he saw me asking if everything was ok. We spent some time sitting outside repeating that Connor was fine and at school. Alzheimer's patients often get mean as their disease worsens but my dad just gets sweeter and more emotional. I am not sure which is worse honestly. My heart breaks every time he cries and I ask myself if I should bring him to live with us. Then I hear my mom saying "it's too much stress for you" and I have the same worries. I also do think he enjoys where he lives and likes seeing all kinds of people and having his own space. I wish there was more to do for someone with dementia but we struggle finding those activities; especially in a Covid environment. The frequent saying from my dad is "I'm just kicking tires" ....
