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I've been at my grandfather's. The new drug he's taking has morphine in it and he took two too many and fell twice Sunday. So since Sunday, my mom and I have been sleeping over. He's a lot better now after dialaysis.
The first night was creepy. I was the only person to witness it. He fell into a somnambulistic sleep on the kitchen chair. In this delirium he kissed an imaginary person, wrote stuff in air, and smoked an imaginary cigarette (its been fifty years since his last smoke). He the started grasping his pill bottle trying to open it. The whole time his eyes were closed. Then the lids would flutter open, only showing the whites of his eyes. It looked like he was being possesed. Come morning it was like nothing happened.
He got a walker and other geriatric goods today. Aids will start coming to the house hopefully by Friday.
Lunched with Dan at Thai Garden Sunday. hes maintaining the mohawk and told me all the artsy fartsy stuff hes been learning. he loves it there which made mom happy. the whole car ride down she was afraid she failed him as a mother, that he could have been a chess prodigy.
got the names of my five roommates for the school year. one is in my area code.