So, the joy of picking up the new car was quickly replaced with the worry and stress of dealing with the illness of a loved one.
I've mentioned my dad in many of my posts. He turned 87 in February and up until a few weeks before that birthday, he was still driving. In the 10 weeks since, the deterioration of his health has been dramatic. In the past week, startling.
Last Saturday, he and my mother (now the driver) went to Walmart and two wine stores. He was able to walk...slowly, and choose the wine. One week later, he is in a hospital bed, unable to walk or feed himself and barely able to talk. While his motor and verbal skills had been declining, in a three-day period he became an invalid.
There are other health issues which need to be determined, but at this point, the testing is limited to what his body can tolerate...and that ain't much. His mind, is at times intact; at others...a fragment of what it once was. He is scared. You can see it in his beautiful blue eyes. The fact that his hearing is almost gone, only makes it worse for him.
We are losing him. At this point, I hope it is sooner rather than later. I can see no magic pill that will bring back the man of even a week ago. I cannot see him pulling through a surgery which I'm fairly certain would be necessary. I cannot, with the way he is now, even see him getting out of that bed. I can only pray, as a daughter who loves him with every fiber of her being, that this part of his journey will not be too difficult.
Wednesday night we picked up the new car. Thursday morning, I drove my dad to the ER. Though I hope he will have the chance to ride in it again, right now it's not looking too good.
Love you Pops.
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As you already know......I am here for you my sista ! XO
ReplyDeletenever had a doubt. thanks for the hugs yesterday...the ones online are great, but nothing beats the 'human touch'
DeleteKat I am so very sorry. I know exactly what you are going through I live with and take care of my 94 year old Dad. I see him fading a little bit away from me each day, always with the fear I will wake up one morning an he won't. My biggest fear in life since I was an only child my parents meant/mean the world to me. So, I know I lost my Mom kinda of the same way your Dad is. Please listen to me DO NOT HESITATE to pick up the phone day or night if you need to vent, cry, talk, or just sit in silence. I'm right here. I will be praying for your Dad, you, and your family. Much love. xoxo. Michele
ReplyDeleteKat I am so very sorry. I know exactly what you are going through I live with and take care of my 94 year old Dad. I see him fading a little bit away from me each day, always with the fear I will wake up one morning an he won't. My biggest fear in life since I was an only child my parents meant/mean the world to me. So, I know I lost my Mom kinda of the same way your Dad is. Please listen to me DO NOT HESITATE to pick up the phone day or night if you need to vent, cry, talk, or just sit in silence. I'm right here. I will be praying for your Dad, you, and your family. Much love. xoxo. Michele
ReplyDeleteto have an aging parent means you've been lucky enough to have a lifetime of memories with them. it also makes the letting go, so much harder. thanks for the comfort you've offered and hope things go well for you also.
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