V

I...you're going home tomorrow ?...he replied..no...going to Balmoral Grove... forever...my wife she needs to get better...I am wearing her out...I want her to get better..he said it with such a conviction that I felt like he's trying to accept..he continued...I bawled my eyes out last night...

I...heard it is a nice place...brand new..people have come back to us and told us that it is a nice place...he...she and the kids are going to come and visit me...I..of course they will...

He didn't want to go...his wife wasn't coping...she wanted him to go...into the nursing home...

he is the only one who calls me by my name...he asked for it when he first came in...V.. I said..holding my fingers up...into a V...he couldn't hear me well...he thought it was B...

ever since every time he sees me he would hold up his fingers and call out V

yesterday he complimented me...saying how young I am...then he asked me about my family...I smiled....at least it takes his mind off the inevitable...

today is it...the big day...he was holding up well...poor thing...felt sad for him and his wife...