a day to write off
yesterday wasn't a good day.
i got a phonecall from bob to say pop was in a bad way. so i left work and went home.
it was horrible...he had been violently sick everywhere,and where he had no motivation in the night never got up to change his stomer bag so it had burst everywhere.
so he was sitting there covered in shit and vomit, and was screaming in pain...as well as crying saying he wanted to give up.
we knew we had to get him to the hospital...but we couldn't do that till he had fitted a new bag, which only he can do. but his complete lack of energy and the pain in his gut were preventing him from doing it.
it took two hours... but eventually we got him dressed and in the car.
he's still in hospital now...i guess thats a good thing, they are better at taking care of him then me and bob.
its all just so fucking hard.
i got a phonecall from bob to say pop was in a bad way. so i left work and went home.
it was horrible...he had been violently sick everywhere,and where he had no motivation in the night never got up to change his stomer bag so it had burst everywhere.
so he was sitting there covered in shit and vomit, and was screaming in pain...as well as crying saying he wanted to give up.
we knew we had to get him to the hospital...but we couldn't do that till he had fitted a new bag, which only he can do. but his complete lack of energy and the pain in his gut were preventing him from doing it.
it took two hours... but eventually we got him dressed and in the car.
he's still in hospital now...i guess thats a good thing, they are better at taking care of him then me and bob.
its all just so fucking hard.