Well here I go again... confiding my most intimate feelings to a computer screen and some possibly iterested readers. Thank God I can do this! The past few days have been a bit of a ride. My mother has suddenly decided that I can do no wrong...just when I was beginning to agree with the masses. I was one event away from resigning as my father's care giver when, suddenly, there began to flow these affirmations of my good work with his care. Who'd of thunk it? Maybe I am not the world's wors
Today is a big day. I am of to find the perfect nursing home to care for my father. I would be lying if I said that I truly felt convinced that anyone can do it! You see, my father has deteriorated greatly over the last year and a half.
He takes his meals through a tube in his stomach , which although life sustaining, breaks my heart. He can no longer talk to us when we visit but he sure knows who we are and I am so grateful for that. His strength is gone.
His legs and arms are thin.