Just got back from 3 days in Grant's Pass, Oregon, dealing with my 81-yr. old father who's not doing well at all. He's now in a higher-care facility due to his worsening Parkinson's and Epilepsy symptoms. Thankfully, my brother and I were FINALLY able to get the old goat to sign the Power of Attorney form (Thank you Jesus!), so that my brother and I will FINALLY be able to speak to his doctors about his health, and also deal with government agencies, etc. regarding his affairs. *sigh* He's really looking old, and just looks so sad. He was so happy to see us, he just sat at the dining table in the dining room and smiled. But . . . I just got a phone call about an hour ago from the nurse at the care facility, and she told me that he's been admitted to the hospital today at 2pm, and they've determined he's had a heart attack. *sigh* I just don't want him to suffer - it will be a year next month on March 8th that Mom died; don't know if he has it in him to survive much more than that. We'd like to move him closer to us, but right now, that's out of the question. At least this time visiting him I wasn't in shock and feeling miserable - I did shed some tears at the motel the first night there just before I fell asleep, but I don't feel too sad now. Feeling rather caught in the crosshairs about all of this, but at least my brother has FINALLY stepped up to the plate and is acting like the older brother/Man of the Family and taking care of dad's affairs. Sooooo . . . if Dad makes it thru the night, well, then we'll deal with what's next, tomorrow. Just need some love and prayers, please.
Love to you all -
Love to you all -
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