Monday, October 17, 2005

The phone call...

On the evening of October 18, 2005 my mother had called and left a message to say that my father had been to the hospital and was back at home. She said he wasn't feeling well and that he was resting in bed.

I called her when I got home and got some more details:

On Monday October 17, 2005 he dropped off Mom to my brother's house where she was looking after the grandson. She did this regularly every week day. My Dad also picked up my brother's daughter from the school bus at 3:30pm. Dad was supposed to pick up Mom by 12:30pm. When he didn't show up Mom called him at home but the line was busy. By 1:00pm Mom decided to walk home, it was 20 minutes away. She got home and found that the cordless phone wasn't hung up and Dad wasn't there. She waited wondering where he was.

At 3:30pm, my brother brought Dad home in my brother's car, with a friend of my brothers driving back Dad's car. Dad was disoriented, wasn't sure where he was going or what he was supposed to do. I'm not sure who acompanied my Mom to the hospital emergency ward, but emerg took a look at him and said it may have been due to lack of eating. My Dad has diabetes. They suspected that his blood sugar level had gotten low and that he needed to go home and eat.

The hospital sent him home.

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