Figured something was up when you posted the same story to the humor thread twice within a month with little less contributed. Kind of like trying to get back to getting away from a few things. Well I would tell you I'm sorry, but then I would apologize to everyone who ever lost a family member. It's just how everything ends up whether we like it or not. Having the time to spend awkwardly with each other when you're really not sure what the right thing to do is, is one of the more assured promises of future mental distress. By the time you get good at it, it's your turn to die so I guess it works out. Time to cry, feel guilty, tell yourself you did the right thing and not sleep much. Knowing where you are and having the comfort of not dying with strangers is a good deal. Then you gotta go bury them with a bunch of strangers, well what the genuflect else can you do with him... Many nights of peace to your father and hopefully not much pain. A few meals and a few moments and a few memories and then we're off again to nothing and vapor and sleep and hopefully God. Take care, know it hurts like hell though.Nonc Hilaire wrote:In real news, I signed Dad into hospice care today. This is an improvement for him - he gets out of the hospital and hopefully home to die in his own house with family soon.
Hopefully Dad will get to listen to me yell at my daughter to keep her room clean and for my wife to gripe at me for "playing" on the computer and not keeping up with the housework. We may be lazy slobs but I think he prefers that to hospitals.
God Bless