"Why, You dirty, double-crossing rat..."(James Cagney)

Last night, I felt like I was caught in the middle of a Jimmy Cagney movie. Kenny has started talking in his sleep; last night he must have been dreaming about some of those old movies that he loves to watch. He sounded just like Cagney or Bogart. He dreamed a lot but slept poorly, which meant that today he has been a little out of sorts. He had a really fine Sunday breakfast - waffles, bacon and eggs "up". Our friend Jeri came over and sat with him while we went to church. Since Jessie, Glenn, Chad and his friend Jordy and their girlfriends came over with lunch, we thought it would be great to have Papa up in the chair. Well...maybe a poor decision. He had challenges getting in the wheelchair due to his willfulness and then when we got him out of his chair to put him back in the wheelchair, his foot got caught and it was very painful. He was glad to get back in his bed to take his nap. He is really weary of the bed but is unable to stay up for very long so we are trying to find ways to ease that discomfort. I think I am going to talk to Hospice about possibly getting a physical therapist to help him with the leg cramps that seem to plague him.

Hyrtha's cousin, Joe Rozada, called tonight and Kenny was delighted to talk to him. He enjoys company but after a poor night's sleep, today was too much for him, I think.

We begin week two tomorrow. I hope to become better organized and to keep all my plates spinning in formation rather than in haphazard patterns. I will say that I am becoming more proficient at changing the changing sheets, diapers, bedpads and blankets while the patient is still in the bed as well as using the remote control to the hospital bed. This time last week, I was incapable but I seem to be a quick study or maybe it is a case of "when the going gets tough, the tough get going." Anyway, I am much more comfortable with my job now than I was a week ago. I might add that it helps that Kenny has accepted his limitations with more grace than most.

We thank so many of you for your prayers for Kenny and for us. We have felt them and could not have come this far without them. Last Sunday, our priest, in his sermon, said "God frequently gives us more than we can handle, but He never gives us more than He can handle." It was a timely reminder that while we may not be up to the task, He is. He is our source of strength and hope.

Stay tuned....