Dec 03, 2012 16:28
This past weekend I welcomed my son home so he can go to school here in Columbus. It makes my heart happy to have him back in the house. The down side has been that I've spent most of this weekend up to my ears in laundry and sleeping so I haven't spent much time with him.
My Dad has stopped eating. He has had no appetite for the past week and won't even eat his favorites. On top of that, he has lost either the ability or the desire to change his own diaper, so I have been greeted with soiled sheets twice a day.
This morning hit me hard. He was like an infant. I had to cajole him out of bed and then his limbs were so weak that I basically had to lift him to get him upright. I've left messages with all of our relatives and spoken to the doctor a few times and tomorrow he goes to the hospital for an evaluation and then, more than likely, into a VA run facility.
I knew this was coming, but I had it planned for spring, like you can actually plan something like this. I was really hoping to get through the holidays with him home and surrounded by family. I'm still holding out hope for that to happen but in the meantime I'm drained. Hugs are very welcome and appreciated.
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