Every time he calls, he is choked up and emotional. He seems to think I am in pain. I am not. He seems to think it odd that I am at work. I don’t. He seems to think that cancer equals early death. It doesn't.
I do not think I can be patient with him if this is what he is going to do every day for the next few weeks. That’s not a right attitude to have. I have emailed my siblings to see if they can help with this.
My dad is rather a forgetful person. He latches onto one single idea and just won’t let it go, no matter whether it is accurate or not OR gives him a distorted picture. No matter how often something is explained to him, he just does not get it.
My father thinks he ought to be here with me, not in Ohio. He forgets that he and my mother are a care to whoever houses them. He forgets that my house is not handicap accessible.
Wow!
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These are flowers my father sent me.
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