I knew my Dad was having some issues every time I talked to him. It got to the point where I was worrying all the time and feeling anxious about calling him. He was attempting to sell his condo but was having some difficulty. I finally decided that enough was enough and I sent him a letter stating that I was very worried about him and that when he sold his condo I would come and pick him up. Every time I talked to him he told me "oh it's sold I'm moving back to Manitoba".
I may post the letter at some point.
He had mentioned that he was going to move in with his "cousin" (family friend of his). I was worried he would just show up on her door step. Instead he showed up on ours, one morning. March 24th to be exact.
The first few weeks he was here, he was pretty tired and broken. We spent a lot of time trying to get the condo sale dealt with, and jumping from thing to thing trying to get him into a place. That's when the road blocks started happening.
He spent most of his time on his tablet watching true crime and not really talking to much to us. For awhile I was really happy he was here, with us and safe.
I think having a schedule has really helped him, when we are eating, reminding him about everything including showering, etc. For awhile I really felt like he was doing better. Just being around people. He is very much a people person, and a long time salesman. I think the pandemic did a number on everyone, but it defiantly kicked him in the ass.
I intend to detail moments and things that have happened since he has moved in with us. At this current moment we are on vacation, and it doesn't feel like much of a vacation. We are jumping from thing to thing trying to get a diagnosis, a health card, selling his car, and just dealing with his mood swings.
ca·thar·tic
providing psychological relief through the open expression of strong emotions; causing catharsis.
"crying is a cathartic release"
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