It is a thing of less than perfect joy when I bring Margaret to see Dad and they both sleep for more than half of the visit. Common sense would say that maybe if we turned the heat down (from its very, very, very high levels) during the visit, staying awake might be a little easier. Also, when either of them wakes up, he or she is unwilling to awaken the other, even though clearly one wants to visit and the other wants to be visited.
Still, they're very sweet together when both are awake. And it's a sweet thought to let the other sleep even though it cuts into their limited time together. And maybe maybe maybe it'll help them evolve toward the idea that Assisted Living would fit their current abilities better than trying to live at Margaret's house. But it's a trifle frustrating. Way better than a lot of the alternatives, though, of course.
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