I haven't given an update for a while, so I will. I owe God some praises on this and have failed to give them.
I
took my dad, after several rough days, back to his doctor at the VA. I
had hope to be able to get my dad into the state Veterans Home, but
that did not happen. I showed the Dr. all the things we were battling,
and showed him the notes that daddy's home health nurse had documented
(like massively dangerous drops in blood pressure). The doctor looked
over my dad's prescriptions and was astounded at the level of blood
pressure meds that my dad was on since leaving the hospital 2 weeks
before. He told us to wait on putting daddy in a home for a few days
and let his system flush the other meds. He changed some prescriptions
around, and sent us home.
Needless to say, I was mildly
hopeful............and doubtful at the same time. OK, I was nearly
overwhelmed with the thought of having to help care for an adult child
while we played the "wait and see" game.
But, 2 days later, my
dad decided he felt different and would not use his walker. He grabbed
his cane to walk. He had no more dizzy spells, and his right side no
longer just quit on him. He has been walking more and more and
more........and without help. He is now talking about moving out of my
sister's house into an apartment or something since his own house is no
longer habitable.
God is good, and I deserve a kick in the pants
for not telling everyone. I've just been very focused on me lately and
sinking deeper into that. I have a sadness that I just cannot shake,
and I have a pitiful attitude about everything.
So, instead of praying for my dad, maybe you could just pray for me.
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