Sometimes Life Just Sucks…

Sometimes Life Just Sucks…

We are supposed to have an intervention for my dad this weekend. His health has been declining A LOT lately and we are all (mom, sister, grandfather, me, and a nurse), supposed to meet over there Saturday to “discuss” him moving into an assisted living facility. This isn’t going to go well at all. He’s not going to be happy, there going to be lots of yelling and probably cussing. I am hoping I can just keep my cool and stay quiet. This isn’t my ballgame. He’s not going to move until he wants to move.

He had been talking about a month ago about buying and moving into a handicapped accessible house but, as far as I know that isn’t happening. It hasn’t been mentioned since the one time, which was before they toured the place.

At the end of the day, no one likes their freedoms being taken away, no one likes being told they can’t do something or are unable to take care of themselves but according to his nurse, he has gotten to that point.

He has enough mental capability that he shouldn’t need a nursing home BUT, he needs someone more experienced to handle/make sure he’s taking his MANY medicines, helping him around the house, and making sure that his health is in a good place.

This year alone he’s been in the hospital 3 times. He’s been in the hospital for at least a week 3 times this year and he’s about to the point it’s going to need to happen again.

No one wanted this time to come but we all know that he doesn’t have much time left.

I also let Jonathan know how mad at him I would be if he didn’t address any health concerns like this that he had when they first started. Who knows if addressing things earlier would have helped but, learning you have diabetes and essentially doing nothing to change your lifestyle beyond taking a pill at the beginning, leading to insulin, leading to blood clots, strokes, heart attacks, blindness, loss of a leg due to clots, seems like a battle that could have been easier with lifestyle change at the beginning.

I really hope this meeting on Saturday goes well but, I know more than likely he will be super unhappy and it will most likely result in yelling, possibly a heart attack. I just hope that we can all remain calm and let him know we’re all coming from a place of love. We’ll see what happens.