2nd ER visit today
In the ER for the second time today and I feel so many things. I feel bad for my dad, I feel bad for me (I’m tired and just want to sleep), I feel bad for feeling the way I do, and I just want to make it to Monday to hopefully start the ball rolling to start my dad on hospice.
How did we end up here? Well last night at 1am the memory care staff found him on the floor in the bathroom and he had a nice gash. It didn’t look deep enough for stitches so I said just clean it. At 8am I got a call that he passed out while sitting down to breakfast and was unconscious for a bit. So 7 hrs in the ER and he was fine minus severe dehydration. Back to memory care we went and within 2 hours he fell again. He said his hip hurt but he seemed ok. They called an hour later and said he yelped so they were calling for an ambulance. Here we are. I’m running on fumes and I don’t know how long more I can go. Days like this I miss my life so much.