WORST DAY FOR MIKE SO FAR!

MIKE WAS EATING HIS CEREAL AROUND NOON WHEN HE GOT UP, AND ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU COULD NOT UNDERSTAND ANY THING HE SAID.  IT WAS LIKE BLA BLA BLA-AND IT MADE NO SENSE.  I ASKED HIM A COUPLE QUESTIONS, AND AT FIRST HE WOULD RESPOND WITH THE SAME KIND OF SOUND (BLA BLA BLA), BUT AFTER THE SECOND OR THIRD QUESTION, HE DID NOT ANSWER ME AT ALL.  HE JUST CONTINUED TO EAT HIS CEREAL WITH OUT LIFTING UP HIS HEAD OR LOOKING AT ME. HE DID THAT EVEN AFTER HIS CEREAL WAS GONE!!  HE KEPT PUTTING HIS SPOON IN THE BOWL AND THEN TO HIS MOUTH AS IF THERE WAS STILL SOME CEREAL LEFT.   I CALLED MY SISTER VICKIE TO COME OVER (SHE LIVES ACROSS THE STREET), TO SEE IF SHE COULD GET HIM TO TALK, BUT SHE COULD NOT, SO I HAD TO CALL IN HOSPICE.  THEY SCARED ME BY SAYING HE MAY BE STARTING TO PASS, SO I CALLED MY DAUGHTER FONDA (HER HUSBAND IS A PA), AND ASKED THEM TO COME OVER, AS HOSPICE WAS SENDING A TRIAGE NURSE OVER RIGHT AWAY.  WELL, BEFORE EITHER OF THEM GOT HERE, MIKE SLOWLY BEGAN TO SPEAK AGAIN.  IT WAS THE STRANGEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN.  HE HAD NO IDEA WHAT HE HAD JUST PUT ME THROUGH-MY NERVES WERE SHOT.  AFTER THE NURSE CHECKED HIM OUT, THE ONLY CONCLUSION WAS HE PROBABLY HAD A MINI STROKE.  SO SCARY!!  MIKE HAS BEEN SLEEPING MORE AND MORE LATELY.  THURS. HE WAS IN BED UNTIL 4PM OR SO, FRIDAY TILL ALMOST 6PM, AND SAT. I GOT HIM UP AT 4PM SO WE COULD GO TO MY SISTER'S FOR DINNER.  EACH OF THOSE DAYS HE ONLY HAD ONE MEAL, AND THEN ONLY ATE REALLY WELL AT DINNER ON SAT..  HE IS NOT UP YET, SO I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TODAY WILL BE LIKE-I SURE HOPE IT WILL BE BETTER THAN YESTERDAY.  I KNOW HIS TIME IS SLIPPING AWAY, AND I CAN HARDLY BARE TO SEE THIS ONCE TALL HEFTY MAN BECOME SO FRAIL BEFORE MY EYES.  IT HURTS TO SEE HIM TRY AND WALK KNOWING HOW MUCH PAIN HE MUST BE IN.  HE ALMOST FELL YESTERDAY WHICH ALSO GAVE ME QUITE THE SCARE.  HE IS USING HIS CANE, AND ALSO HOLDS ON TO THE WALL WHEN HE NEEDS TO GO TO THE BATH ROOM OR TABLE, BUT I DON'T THINK THAT IS ENOUGH ANY MORE.  I WILL SEE IF HIS NURSE CAN ORDER A WALKER FOR HIM WHEN SHE COMES ON WEDS..  MIKE WANTED TO GO TO BED BY 8PM LAST NIGHT, SO I WENT TO BED WITH HIM.  I HELD HIS HAND UNTIL HE FELL ASLEEP.  LATELY I'M GLAD WHEN HE IS SLEEPING BECAUSE I KNOW HE IS NOT IN ANY PAIN.  THIS JOURNEY IS MUCH HARDER THEN I EVER THOUGHT IT WOULD BE. OUR NUMBER OF DAYS ARE NOT FOR US TO DECIDE-I JUST PRAY THAT MINE ARE LONG ENOUGH TO BE HERE FOR AS LONG AS MIKE NEEDS ME.  SPEAKING OF DAYS, IT LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL ONE HERE IN ORLANDO-HOPE IT'S BEAUTIFUL WHERE YOU ARE TOO!!  TILL TOMORROW-JUST ME