Dad is still trying to get settled.  He is better at orienting himself.  However, they still provide him assistance in getting him where he needs to be.   

He and two other residents eat breakfast together every day.  He doesn't know their names, just former occupations.  It reads like the beginning of a joke.  A banker, dentist and a pastor walk in for breakfast.

He struggles with the phone and TV.  We get calls at all hours. His sleeping hours are variable.  Night before last he did not sleep well.  End result was he had a tough day. He was calm by dinner, just babbled on intertwining reality and nonsense.   They poured a new cement walkway, as an example,  just outside his window.  Except the workers and their boss visited Dad during dinner, and left their boots on when they came inside his house. 

Always hiccups, but 2 forward and 1 back is progress.  He has come a long way, and has a long road ahead.