A Good Day

I realize that as Kate has declined over the past few weeks, I have had more sad moments to report than before. For that reason, I am especially glad when I can report positive news. That was the case yesterday. She slept late, and it was a day for the sitter. That means I spent less time with her, but it was quality time. As I noted in a previous post, Kate’s mood has a significant impact on mine. Yesterday, she was upbeat all day. That by itself would make for a good day.

We were able to have lunch together before the sitter arrived. Then I was off to the Red Cross to donate platelets. Shortly after I got home, we went to dinner. We had a very pleasant time despite the fact that she kept asking me the name of the restaurant. Once we were back home, we sat in the family room where I watched the evening news, and she worked on her iPad.

About 8:30, we went to our bedroom where I decided to test her response to Les Miserables again. After thirty minutes, she said she wanted to watch more but was tired. I told her she could go to bed, that we could watch more tomorrow. I intended to turn off the TV, but she wanted me to leave it on so that she could listen a while. Then she pulled the covers over her and said, “Good night, I love you.” She paused for a brief moment and then added, “Whatever your name is.” I said, “Richard Creighton, and I love you.” Then she said, “What’s your name?” again. A few minutes later she turned over in my direction and blew me a kiss. Once again, she asked my name. As the music proceeded, she audibly expressed her pleasure. She was quite moved and said, “It’s so beautiful; it makes me want to cry.” She was happy. So was I.