Today when I came over, George was in bed. I told him I was here and said it was time to wake up. I turned on the radio to help him wake up a bit; he woke up, went into the bathroom and then went back to bed. I tried to get him up again but he didn’t want anything to do with that. I think the activity he had at the end of the week maybe wore him out. He didn’t even want to talk to me; he was just pushing me away (You know how he does, just waving his hand for me to go away). I let him sleep for awhile while I cleaned up around the house. When I went in to give him a drink, he woke up and we put on his robe and he came out and ate. When he was done eating, he sat by the window in the dining room.