I just got home from helping my grandfather. He's 93 and fell going into the shower about a week and a half ago. Luckily no breaks or fractures, but he's pretty sore. Hit his knee and shoulder pretty good. The rehab discharge papers said he needed assistance with dressing and bathing, so I ended spending the night just to make sure he would be ok. Talked for a few hours and then watched some baseball (wow, baseball's fucking boring...
). The food he gets at this place is pretty damn good, other than lack of salt....because old people. We got soup, salad and rolls. He had chicken picata, rice pilaf and mixed veggies. I had ravioli and sausage, rice pilaf and zucchini, all delivered to his room. It was a good night, I haven't spent that much time with him in awhile. I'll be going back again tonight. As far as he and I are concerned, he's fine to be alone, but my aunt, his daughter, is still nervous. She would stay with him but her husband just had a major heart attack the day before my grandfather fell, and had a double bypass Monday, so she's dealing with him. Yeah, so it's been a fun 2 weeks.