I was able to get Grandpa to eat and then helped him back into bed. After I had him positioned with pillows and such I started adding the layers of sheet and blankets. I noticed his hands were warm, but his fingertips were cold. So I sat beside him and lightly massaged his hands to get the circulation going in his fingers. He closed his eyes and relaxed with a peaceful smile. It was one of those times when I was grateful to be of use and provide a bit of comfort.
Maiken, Marshall's granddaughter
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Hey, Maiken,
ReplyDeleteLovely story--thanks for joining in!
Alison