It was Beggar's Night in Aplington. Maddy, Doug, and I each took turns handing out candy at Dad's. This was always Mom's job in past years. Dad would sit and watch for the trick-or-treaters, while Mom was elsewhere in the house doing stuff....she rarely had much sit-in-her-pants. When he saw some coming to the door, he'd holler out, and she'd go hand out the candy. She loved seeing all the kids in their costumes, and she knew most of them. All her Sunday School kids had to stop by to show her their costumes. Us being here to night was partly to ease the transition of yet another tradition, and also I wanted to be here to help Dad w/ the drops for his eyes. He had cataract surgery on Thursday and has to put multiple drops in his eyes multiple times throughout the day. His hands shake quite a bit, so he doesn't feel comfortable doing it himself. Ron had been doing this since Monday so I came to take the weekend shift, but Dad's going to have to do it on his own tomorrow night when I'm gone. I'm beginning to think Aunt Irene was right when she said women make better widows than men make widowers.
While playing cards tonight, Dad referred to me as Lucy. I was sitting in her chair and keeping score as she always did so I guess it just slipped. He knew his mistake immediately, and it shook him up a little after he realized it. I am getting a little concerned that he's becoming more confused and forgetful about simple things. He has a remote control plug that can be put on his portable heater, but this afternoon he couldn't figure out how to hook it up. This is something he's done for years, and he had all the parts, but it just wasn't clicking in his head how the heater hooked into the remote control plug and then into the outlet. Dad is amazingly mechanically inclined so this was really atypical. I'm hoping his eye surgery still has him a little loopy and that's the cause.
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