Got some Scotch?

Sunday Morning I went over to stay with Dad to let Mom attend church. That was really hard to stay home...ha ha. As soon as I walked in Dad said "can you get me some Scotch?" And I said, "Only if I can have some too!" We laughed...not sure if he was serious or not? I made or should I say toasted some waffles and he gobbled those up. He asked if it would be alright if he slept, and I said "why?" And he said "because you came to visit me." "Oh Dad, you go right ahead and sleep all you want!" Kathy came over for a short time too and assisted me in changing him, Thank Goodness! Dad told her I was talking too much and wouldn't let him sleep???? I had been at the computer as quiet as can be. He was a little dilusional seeing things and waking after talking in his sleep. The hard thing is that he knows he is seeing things and asks if I can see them too, I said, "do want the truth?" We then discussed how none of us can control our mortality. "I could go tomorrow" and he said "ohhhh, that would leave a big hole in my heart! But your right, we can't control it." He still has such a good sense of humor and cracks me up! And he is still as loving as ever!