Sunday

I took Mom to see Dad. It was a short visit. He wasn't up for much company. He's even skinnier if that's possible. He was in an okay mood. He asked if I was the only daughter that came to see him. Cheryl is still ill and I have no idea if Kelly will come and see him on her own or not. I hope she will. We told him about Cheryl being ill but he still asked for her again during the visit. That's to be expected since she's the one that did the major care of him before his dementia got so bad. We were there maybe 30 minutes and he asked us to leave. I know it kills my Mom's soul when he does that. He was sleepy though and that's why he wanted us to go.