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Jun 01, 2006 17:50

Dad is dying.

He was diagnosed with Alzheimer's just over a year ago and it has hit him like a fucking train.
Was just told from the nursing home that he can no longer eat or drink.
They have him on an IV, but things are not good.

I have been preparing for this day for the last year, and find myself not ready.

I remember when we first found out my brother was talking to him on one of his more lucid days.
My brother was explaining something to dad. Dad looked him straight in the eyes and said,

" I will try to remember that. "

We will never know if that was a joke or not. But that is how I will remember it.
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