Valentine's Day

This Valentine's Day we visited Lacy as usual.  Kenny and I often talk about how thankful we are that we can see Lacy every day.  Even if he is angry or upset, we visit for a few minutes.  He sees our faces every day, and knows that we love him.  Today he wasn't at all talkative, but was agitated.  I was a little worried that he'd had some kind of neurological event, but he didn't display any signs of a stroke or injury.   We didn't stay very long since he was upset

Later we got a call that he had an episode of being unable to speak.  When he finally did start to talk, the words were unintelligible.  This has happened several times over the past couple of years.  It's like he has some sort of storm in his brain.  I sometimes think that his agitation is a sign that he is experiencing a brain storm of some kind, especially when this kind of episode follows the agitation.  The nurse let us know that his speech is gradually returning to normal.

I'll go by to see him in the morning and he will most likely greet me with his usual "Hi, my sweet beloved Mom!"  It will be a new day.





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  1. UnknownFebruary 15, 2016 at 7:28 AM

    May the Lord bless you, Kenny, Lacy and his friends and caregivers. May He continue to bless you with the love and understanding that you have.

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