Monday, September 09, 2013
My dad remains in critical but stable condition. Yesterday the doctor cleaned out a collapsed lung, but warned us first he might not survive the procedure. Dad's condition is not good. He's tough, but he is still running out of time.
Of course, we all thought 3 years ago that he wasn't going to survive the year. Anything can happen, so I will be ready for anything.
Thanks so much for all your support.
Saturday, September 07, 2013
Tomorrow was supposed to be a running day, and the last day of C25K for me. And then this morning I found out that Dad was on his way to the hospital, for all I knew for the last time. Which led to thinking about all the things that I was likely to have to do tomorrow. It was starting to look like there wasn't going to be a run for me tomorrow.
And then it hit me; this was it, the real test of my Just for Today principal. There really is no tomorrow. When tomorrow comes the world is totally different. You never know what is going to happen. So, even though my knees and my ankle were all threatening mutiny I threw on my jogging clothes, and headed out. 35 minutes later I had finished C25K!
So if tomorrow happens, I can start a new adventure.
Saturday, September 07, 2013
It was scary this time, and he's in critical care, but at least now we're pretty sure what happened. He was coughing up blood this morning. Dad has advanced Parkinson's, has been living with it for years. The doctor's pretty sure he has pneumonia. This is the first time he's had that, which is actually kind of unusual for a Parkinson's sufferer.
Dad is in stable condition. Mom is home for the night. I got my work done for the day. And a bonus is that my step-nephew got to help out at the hospital, since I called him as soon as I got to work. This could start to heal an old and rather ugly rift in the family.
How is it that when I feel the dumbest, and the worst about myself is when I seem to be doing exactly the perfect right thing?
Friday, September 06, 2013
What is wrong with me? I went to the hospital, saw that Mom was a wreck, and that Dad is doped up, and I gave him a hug, and left Mom with the hospital minister.
Yes, I'm in shock. Dad could be dying this time, and here I am doing my job as usual, trying to figure out my next step. What do I do now? Mom isn't together, and doesn't want to bother any of us with their troubles. I did call my nephew, who called his parents. My other brother is on a hunting trip. My sister is on a remote island doing a concert, but it's a remote island in my half of the world, not her's.
I have power of attorney over their advance directives. I feel like I should be there, just in case. Is that ghoulish, or just my job?
Thursday, September 05, 2013
But first, a little about yesterday. Yesterday evening was a downpour. Massive amounts of huge drops of rain, and I could barely keep the windshield clear as I drove home. As anyone keeping track of my blogs knows, when it rains I turn into a kid again, so I dashed into the house threw on my grubbies and rain boots, and DS and I went out and played in the stream running down the condo parking lot. We got messy wet, and then came in to hang up our wet things, fix dinner and hang out on the couch watching a movie. It was a perfect end to a long day.
This morning I stayed home from work until 9:30 because the plumber finally came. I'm not going to think about how much that's going to cost. Just for today I'm going to be thankful that we have a shower again.
Today is a running day. Maybe it will rain again. That would be fun. If it doesn't, it's still nice and cool out.
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