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We are moving

 Looks like we will be moving dad next week with some help from my family.  I'm so thankful for everyone.  I'm thankful for this place. He is going to have a good time once he gets settled.

After we checked out the new digs we went and purchased a bunch of furniture for him

The real key is to keep him busy while we get everything done behind his back. I know....

Talking with the nice people at the place, the suggestion is to not tell him he is moving but to basically drop him off.  We are not supposed to see him for a few days. 

This whole thing is eating away at me.  But it honestly makes sense.  When we went to do the tour they suggested just us two and to not bring him because he may not like it and won't want to come back.

I think he will do really well, he's going to be in a spot with lots of people like him and all talkative outgoing.  There is so much to do, I doubt he will be bored.

It sucks doing this at Christmas.  But honestly Christmas is so far from my mind right now.  I'm running on nothing.  

I've been on contact with the Alzheimer's society and I was sent some information. Here is an excerpt from a caregiver stress checklist.  Yes I've answered yes to everyone of these questions.



I will keep you posted on developments.  Apparently he should settle in in the next month or two.  


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