Art of Conversation

Sunday, April 14, 9:15am
On bed, shoes and socks off, dozing.
No more isolation, no more gowns and masks.

Bernie is more alert and engaged than usual.  For the first time I can recall he offers, "What's new?"  I was taken aback and then reviewed the headlines I can remember from the news on the radio.   "Would you like me to get a Sunday paper and see what's new?" "Good."

Kathleen tells Bernie of an all solar airplane on display at Moffett Field.  "All Solar Plane?" This is the first time I can recall his interaction in a conversation. Usually it is: 1. Ask a question; 2. Get answer; 3. Done.
In this case Bernie encouraged and sustained the conversation with an question.  This happened more than once during our visit. "Margaret Thatcher died this week." "Oh, she did.  How old was she?"

Then when the conversation lulls he closes his eyes and seems to doze off.


Father's cousin, Linda, sent photos and Kathleen shows them to Bernie.  He instantly recognizes them and identifies each person.  "When where these taken?" "The day of my ordination."

(Uncle) John Stapleton, Fr. Bernie, Bernard Brennan (Dad)

(Aunt) Katherine Gilmartin Stapleton, (Uncle) John Stapleton

From Left: (Uncle) John Stapleton, Anna (Nan) Stapleton Brennan (Mother), Bernard Brennan (Father), (Aunt) Katherine Stapleton

We speak with the duty nurse about his condition.  She promises to ask the doctor today during his rounds about the catheter.  We will follow up Monday. The bowel infection has been treated by antibiotic for about a week (of its 10 day normal treatment).  Bernie's condition has improved and it means visitors and staff no longer have to wear gowns, etc.

A couple of friends have asked about calling Bernie. We asked and he said, "Any time before 9pm."