Update on dad...
I just got off the phone with both my parents (separately). Mom called me, and I won't go into a lot of the conversation details, but suffice it to say that my mother has become more and more unfeeling towards my father of late. She's becoming more hateful as she ages. I still love her, but not like before. I don't know how to feel about her anymore at all. I want to care, but I can't bring myself to.
Dad, on the other hand, is doing very well. When my Aunt Lesley (his sister) picked him up for his doctor's appointment on the 8th, he looked almost skeletal. His weight was very low and he wasn't in good shape. The doctor put him in hospital for a week or more. And when he came out, he went to live with my aunt so she could cook for him ('cause mom won't) and take care of him. They have him on a high-protein, low-fibre diet so he puts weight back on. He said he weighed himself this morning and he was up to 153 lbs. A marked improvement from the 120-something he was before. He sounds happy and I guess his biggest problem right now is anxiety. He's always worried that his next meal will trigger an attack again and he'll be right back where he started. But he's been out in the car once, and he's moving around the house a fair bit, up and down the stairs and all around. And he's eating like a horse now. Lesley says he's become a fridge mouse. heheheheh.
But anyway, that's the update on dad. It's all a good thign. I'm happy.
Dad, on the other hand, is doing very well. When my Aunt Lesley (his sister) picked him up for his doctor's appointment on the 8th, he looked almost skeletal. His weight was very low and he wasn't in good shape. The doctor put him in hospital for a week or more. And when he came out, he went to live with my aunt so she could cook for him ('cause mom won't) and take care of him. They have him on a high-protein, low-fibre diet so he puts weight back on. He said he weighed himself this morning and he was up to 153 lbs. A marked improvement from the 120-something he was before. He sounds happy and I guess his biggest problem right now is anxiety. He's always worried that his next meal will trigger an attack again and he'll be right back where he started. But he's been out in the car once, and he's moving around the house a fair bit, up and down the stairs and all around. And he's eating like a horse now. Lesley says he's become a fridge mouse. heheheheh.
But anyway, that's the update on dad. It's all a good thign. I'm happy.