Some thoughts on becoming Dad to my Dad. On him beginning to cede control of his life to me. Of having to “take” over when he is desperately trying to hold on. Mostly, just some thoughts about our time together as he gets closer to the end of his life.
Last week we didn’t get to see David because two of us were sick. This week, I am still not feeling well, but we went anyway. He was in a mood. Not sure why. He wanted to play basketball, and I couldn’t. He wanted to play badmiton, and I couldn’t. Part of it was because…
David, for the most part, has a fantastic team working for the best care we can get him. Are there bumps in the road ahead? Yes. Have we surmounted mountains that first looked like bumps in the road before? Yes. At the head of our team we have someone called a Care Coordinator. This person,…