My Dad

I’m at my dad’s house, and things here are in both slow motion and fast forward.  I got here Monday, hospice people came Tuesday, another nurse came yesterday.  He is declining fairly rapidly.  Yesterday he could still get around very weakly with a walker.  This morning he had to be carried to the bathroom.  He fell in the middle of the night and cut the back of his head.  This is so hard, it’s unbelievable, but he is so loving and patient, that it is likewise hard to believe. 

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One response to “My Dad

  1. I love you both very much. Be strong, I’m praying for you.

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