September 7. Dad's first speech therapy session. Didn't go very well. The therapist held up three cards with drawings. A hammer, dice, and a ball. She held an actual hammer and asked dad to point to the card with hammer drawn on it. Dad was unable to identify any of the cards with the actual object. Unable to speak the words.
The therapist told me to gather items around the house and use them along with showing him how to write the name of the item. I wrote the name of the item on masking tape and taped it on several things that he was familiar with. I am starting what I call "a daily dose of home school" for 30 minutes every day that dad is able to attend.
This morning before we left for the appointment, I found out dad's long time friend of 65 years passed away. His wife's friend said the memorial will be August 17. I didn't want to tell dad but if he was fully recovered and found out, he would be upset that I didn't tell him. So I did. To my surprise, dad seemed to understand.
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