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Cakey, (((Hugs)))
When my Mom died, my Dad sheltered the kids from it largely. My Dad was with me in DC when we heard from the nursing home that she wasn't thriving. I drove to Florida with my him because I didn't want to have him deal with it alone. We dealt with all the practical issues of dealing with hospice care and the funeral home, etc. I called my siblings and told them it was time to say goodbye to Mom. Then we waited, but she didn't pass for another month. After a couple of weeks I went home because my kids were still relatively young and needed me. My Dad then dealt with it alone. She passed shortly after my Dad left for the evening one night. My Mom had Alzheimers, so it was a blessing when she passed. Her body finally caught up with her mind. I'll never forget the tone of voice when my Dad told me Mom had passed. Words just cannot describe it adequately.
Laney and Cakey, It was a blessing that you were nearby and could be immediate help.
Wow. So not the place I thought I would be posting this. TPF was my escape from realitybut so many of you seem to have gone through what I am. I never thought at this age (gulp...41) I would be deal with an ill father. Less than 5 years ago he was a prominent physician specializing in male infertility. He helped create so many beautiful babies for people who could not on their own. Now he is living in a nursing home, wheelchair bound. It KILLS me. I love him so much and it is so hard to watch his decline. It is so hard to watch the toll it is taking on my mom. etoupe...i can only imagine how hard it must have been for you and your dad. That is the one thing I am grateful for. We convinced my mother to move back close to my brother and i so we could all help.
I am so sorry for your losses, etoupe, laney, cakey....and thanks for letting my share a bit of my story....
Ok don't throw hamburger buns at me but I just have to say to anyone that loves In-N-Out, try Five Guys, (oh my, in and out, five guys, really there is a lot of cookie material there for creative minds) We use to think In-N-Out had the best burgers until we had five guys, burgers that is....
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Restricter hoping for all clear news for Winky! He definitely deserves Taco Bell for dinner!
LOL Mindi!
Thanks Mree! Hugs to you too, hope you and your sister are doing well!
And restricter and Laney, the story of my Dad's passing last year is a synthesis of your shared sadnesses. I had been competing at a horse show on a rainy, nasty Sunday, and I left the show early because I was cold and tired and wet. When I got home my stepmother called to say that she was at the nursing home with my Dad and he wasn't doing so well -- very agitated and distressed, and he had been in a state of decline for weeks. So I changed into dry clothes and told her I'd be there within the hour. As I was getting into my truck -- not twenty minutes later -- my phone rang again, and I saw it was Brenda. I answered with, "I'm on my way, I'll be there soon" to which she replied, "It's too late, he's gone." She went on to describe how he was slipping in and out of consciousness, and was extremely agitated, like he knew what was happening and he was fighting it like a drowning man, struggling to keep his head above water.
I just sat in my truck for a while, kind of dumbstruck, listening to the rain pelt the roof while I tried to make sense of it all.
On the one hand, I am extremely sad that I was not able to get there in time to be there for him and with him at the end, but on the other, I am somewhat grateful that I was not witness to his extreme anxiety about leaving this earth.
There's no way that this is ever an easy thing, and when it's complicated with feelings of "what if" it's even worse. But everyone is right, Laney, it is what it is and you can't change history, and your father didn't love you less for not being there at the end.
I'm just glad you could be with your mom when the news came.![]()
Here I am...
Been a'lurking, but I've been reading (or skimming) for few days.
You guys are killing me with the fast food. How do you tiny little girls do it? Beside the obvious bad-for-youness, the other thing that would possibly kill me would be the "product dependency is likely," aspect of it.
On a more serious note, I'm not glad to see it, but sort of am, that other people don't buy into the hospice is the greatest thing that has ever been invented since there was a new business opportunity presented itself to Medicare. I really hated the entire several day experience we were subjected to for my poor ill mom. Same with my mother-in-law. To you who have had wonderful experiences with hospice, I applaud you and your nurses. For those who feel guilty for their not such great experiences, don't. Anyway, not meaning to jump into this topic with a bum attitude, I apologize.
On a happier note, I am awaitin' for a new-to-me chocolate brown bow sellier box Kelly!!!
Well, dinner time is nigh, so time to feed the dogs and DH.
Morning peeps![]()
Wow. So not the place I thought I would be posting this. TPF was my escape from realitybut so many of you seem to have gone through what I am. I never thought at this age (gulp...41) I would be deal with an ill father. Less than 5 years ago he was a prominent physician specializing in male infertility. He helped create so many beautiful babies for people who could not on their own. Now he is living in a nursing home, wheelchair bound. It KILLS me. I love him so much and it is so hard to watch his decline. It is so hard to watch the toll it is taking on my mom. etoupe...i can only imagine how hard it must have been for you and your dad. That is the one thing I am grateful for. We convinced my mother to move back close to my brother and i so we could all help.
I am so sorry for your losses, etoupe, laney, cakey....and thanks for letting my share a bit of my story....
This is exactly the place to put such a personal post, princess. When my father-in-law was trapped inside of his body, by Alzheimers, it was too tragic, because he didn't know what world he was in. Not sure what is wrong with your DF, but with my FIL, we made him picture books with large descriptions, saying, "This is ME with my Wife, Kathleen and my children, Tom, Dick and Harry." He clung to that book until he passed away. He never knew my MIL passed away before him. He was a cop; a detective, with the sharpest mind, always interrogating, loved stories of family trips, etc. It was so very sad to see him decline in such a way. Unfortunately for us, we live over 500 miles away. He finally passed away due to some physical thing.
I so understand what you are going through. My mom lived with us until she passed away.
So sad for you. But, on the other hand that's what chat vibes are for, and let's get right to it:
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Awww, first Chat Kill of the new year. Night, all...![]()
B'mom--I was stranded on the couch last night without my gadgets and Collin sleeping on my lap. Not wanting to wake him up, I remained "unplugged". He had physical therapy yesterday and was a tired boy, falling asleep at 7 and except for a few brief wakings, slept through until I woke him at 6:30!![]()
The sun is out here as well but it's cold. It's about 35 degrees and windy. Do you like the latte's from Keurig? I was thinking of maybe getting one of those machine.
Cleaning up a house to put it up for sale is so much work. I helped my grandmother when she sold her home. I could not believe all the stuff she had. She did live there for over 30 years. I should clean my house, just to declutter. I think I may feel lighter kwim?