tonight i was reminded of a random moment thanks to mr. james. you may recall the my dad suffers from dementia, or early onset alzheimer's, so sometimes throughout the day you are either laughing at how random he is or so annoyed with him. anyhow, one night i was cutting kc's hair and i think char and randy were trying {unsuccessfully} to open their huge ginormous safe which was funny in and of itself. but the even funnier part is when upon hearing char say something about ziploc bags, out busts my dad from his room holding a box of gallon size ziploc bags. we all looked at each other with an odd expression wondering why the hell did dad have an entire box hidden in his room? he acted like it was totally normal of course and forked over the box and went back into his room. we all died with laughter much like the fit of laughter i endured while remembering this incident. i have heard of alzheimer's patients hoarding random household items like remote controls and peanut butter...so is my dad now that bad that he is hoarding ziploc bags in case he were to need one in the middle of the night? oh well. i guess that all comes with the woes of the disease. me and my sister have decided that the reason we laugh about it so much is because the only other option is crying. crying cause our relatively young dad who was never really that involved enough to have a relationship with, is fading slowly and it is too hard to really accept what will end up happening. we have been thinking about putting him in an assisted living facility. i don't want to remember my dad this way, but i don't want to remember him in an assisted living facility either. it is a whole jumble of mixed emotions. cruel mixed emotions.
this weekend i went home to farmington and spent time with kate and nate. zoe is almost 3 and millie is 2 months now.
we had a lovely dinner {sans kids} at sampan in slc
watched enchanted
ate macs and cheese at 10 am...it is never a bad time of day to have macs and cheese...
nate studied for his finals
millie slept
kate slept
me and zoe bonded over wall-e
had a hearty dinner of wendy's spicy chicken sandwiches
and tried {sorta successfully} to recreate my mitchell's ice cream experience in san fran {pics below.
all in all it was a nice time. it was sprinkled with the rest of the family in there too. i slept in until 9:45 on saturday...the longest i have slept in since my vaca to cali. it was heaven.
3 comments:
i loved that mitchell's ice cream. good thing we went there, and decided that it was ok to be squished in with a bunch of people while we waited for our number to be called. then remember when i ordered a "sugar cone" and the guy picked up the wrong one, and i told him and he made me feel dumb when he said, "oh you mean a plain cone?" yes i meant a plain cone!
i have to comment twice...
i think char and randy were either a) hiding the american girl doll christmas stuff (in july!) , or sorting out there food storage because i wasn't there for this safe funniness.
it really was hilarious though. but, just so you know, if you ever need to cry about it, that's ok too.
Aly! I did not know this about your dad. I am so sorry, that is one of my worst fears, having to watch someone I love slip away. :( And btw that ice cream looks soooo yummy!
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