The nursing home just alerted me of a change in Bill.
Honest to God.
I am not making this up.
Michelle spoke carefully because Bill was present and they were in a waiting room with another patient. Michelle informs me Bill has woken up extremely confused today and yesterday, and today when he woke up he announced he was Spiderman.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I ask her, 'Is he being playful or has he flipped?' Michelle answers, "I honestly do not know." Bill questioned Michelle as to what we are talking about, and she responds that we're talking about the upcoming open house. She hands Bill the phone. We speak for a moment, and Bill tries to indicate he needs another hair cut. I assured him, reminded him he had a haircut Sunday. I added that I just picked up his supplies and I would bring them later today. Razors? he asked. Yep, I got your favorite razors. He hands the phone back to Michelle. I can hear her cry, Bill? Bill? I hear shuffling, and I hear Bill's voice in the background saying, "Spiderman says you have done a gooooood thing."
By the way, these pics are NOT of course Bill.