I just thought I would like to convey some happy news which I am sure all of us have at some point, not many but we make the most of them.
I was visiting my dad on my own the other day, and he was in a reasonable mood, well he didnt shout at me, which is fine, we chatted as much as we could, me rambling on and dad rambling on in his own world, but the one thing that unites us and will never separate us, is our joint love of ice cream. He suddenly said he hadnt had any for 3 months, last week it was, so not needing to be told twice, I got in my car, Sainsburys here I come, 3 tubs of ice cream, strawberry & vanille, chocolate, double choc, and toffee and fudge oh and for good measure egg custards.
When I returned with my goodies, he couldnt quite make them out, so I sat on the floor beside him, opened each one and fed him a spoonful (or two) of each of them, the look on his face was a look always to be remembered. Then I showed him the egg custards, you would have thought he was starving, bless him, 3 egg custards later (hang on dad I love them too), I then used one of the metallic wrappers and filled it with ice cream and put the rest in the freezer at the home.
It has been a good week for his moods, ice cream does help him, and me, not sure what next week will bring, one day at a time, but I fear his cancer is back ................... as does the doctor from the home, ironic wont it be if the dementia doesnt get him, the cancer will. Unfortunately the type of cancer dad had in that region was rapid and very aggressive, took his ear within 6 weeks and spread, only the fabulous skills of his oncologist saved his life and of course his sheer determination to see his great grand daughter grow a bit more, she was only months when he was diagnosed.
Anyway dear friends, onwards towards the ice cream xxxxxxxxxxxxx
I was visiting my dad on my own the other day, and he was in a reasonable mood, well he didnt shout at me, which is fine, we chatted as much as we could, me rambling on and dad rambling on in his own world, but the one thing that unites us and will never separate us, is our joint love of ice cream. He suddenly said he hadnt had any for 3 months, last week it was, so not needing to be told twice, I got in my car, Sainsburys here I come, 3 tubs of ice cream, strawberry & vanille, chocolate, double choc, and toffee and fudge oh and for good measure egg custards.
When I returned with my goodies, he couldnt quite make them out, so I sat on the floor beside him, opened each one and fed him a spoonful (or two) of each of them, the look on his face was a look always to be remembered. Then I showed him the egg custards, you would have thought he was starving, bless him, 3 egg custards later (hang on dad I love them too), I then used one of the metallic wrappers and filled it with ice cream and put the rest in the freezer at the home.
It has been a good week for his moods, ice cream does help him, and me, not sure what next week will bring, one day at a time, but I fear his cancer is back ................... as does the doctor from the home, ironic wont it be if the dementia doesnt get him, the cancer will. Unfortunately the type of cancer dad had in that region was rapid and very aggressive, took his ear within 6 weeks and spread, only the fabulous skills of his oncologist saved his life and of course his sheer determination to see his great grand daughter grow a bit more, she was only months when he was diagnosed.
Anyway dear friends, onwards towards the ice cream xxxxxxxxxxxxx
