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Took him to the hospital

 I received a urgent call yesterday afternoon around 4 pm.  There was another issue at the care home.  Sounded like Dad wanted to go see a doctor.  I personally feel like it was his third strike, but I'll get into it later in this post.

I went picked him up and headed to the hospital.  Basically told him I had the day off and we were going to get "his ears checked".

Thankfully when we got there and he was triaged the nurse totally got the "check his ears" thing.

We got there around 6:10, dad was finally seen at about 10 pm or so.

I spent most of the time calming him down, distracting him, redirecting.  

Once he was finally admitted I was able to talk to a very nice nurse.

She was appalled that this was the procedure from the home.  That they knew better than the health care system.  

I had been given transfer paperwork when I left and was under the impression this was just common practice.  Take him there , drop him off etc.

That is not the case !

Nurse called lady from the home.  The home is refusing to take him back until he spends a week or two at the hospital taking anti psychotic medications.

Nurse told me to grab a coffee.  I went for a walk and had a coffee and donut at 10:30 pm

I came back and we talked a bit longer.  He is going to be there for a bit.  

Got home around 11:30 pm.




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