Time passes

It feels like we are all in a holding pattern. Dad is still bedridden. I don't expect that to change. Some days he mostly sleeps, or naps, with short periods of wakefulness. Other days Dad has longer times of wakefulness, and we talk a bit and joke around. His sense of humor hasn't changed. Dad almost always recognizes us when we come to visit, but often later thinks we are somebody else from his life. Some days he eats and drinks a small amount and other days takes only the water he needs to swallow medications. The hospice nurses say Dad is "transitioning", a period before death that can last anywhere from hours to weeks. Nobody really knows what to expect.