Mom stays with Dad most of the days and goes home at night. She was very concerned about his sleeping. He's been sleeping for days. Not opening his eyes. I wasn't going to go today. I need a rest. The driving is difficult. I drive 1 hour in to Toronto and then 1 hour back. Typically I leave the house at 6:00am, go to the hospital before work. After working all day I leave at 4:00pm and go to the hospital. I take Mom home and have dinner with her. I leave for home at 7:30pm and arrive by 8:30pm. It makes for a long day. I needed Saturday to regroup.
Mom calls and says I need to get to the hospital. She left a voicemail.
I call her at the hospital. Dad is starting to come out of the sedation. He's pulled out his IV. She's freaking out. She tells me that if I'm not at the hospital I'm no use to her. It hurts. I try and be there for her as much as I can but I'm getting exhausted too. I tell her I'm leaving and I'll be there within an hour. She calls back 15 minutes later and says not to bother coming. The nurses have put everything back in. I'm upset at the whole thing. I want to help Mom so she can help Dad. She panics and everything is wrong. No one can help. I go back home. Daughter and I will take Mom to Church tomorrow morning.
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