The Blog of mamapolo

I came back to sit with Tim at midnight tonight (because I am truly terrible at scheduling assistance and ended up with this screwy schedule!).

The daughter of a friend who is sitting with Tim some of the time is on a break from nursing school, and we settled on a plan of trying to keep Tim awake and moving as much of the day as possible, so he is weary and prepared to sleep at night.

I must exercise more caution in giving her instructions. She had Tim walking (with his walker) a good part of the afternoon - which is wonderful (except, as I pointed out, he really doesn't need to use a bunch of calories - we're trying to put weight ON him).

When she finally relented and got him into bed - he crashed so hard they were unable to wake him to take his nightly medications until she threatened to call me if he didn't wake up. I was somewhat gratified to learn that invoking my name apparently struck some fear into his heart. I wouldn't have guessed that!

I suggested that we might want to moderate the activity just a bit to make him weary but not force him into hibernation.

He's sleeping soundly. The place is actually quiet, contrary to what I said in my blog the other day. You could hear a pin drop across the hall.

There have now been two days with noticeable progress and NO backward steps. I am aware that this might change at any moment, but it is nice to have a lull in the action. I'm sure it's very nice for Tim, too.