I was just getting used to the idea of my father not living in the house with us anymore when now I have to get used to the idea of him not living at all.
It's not right and it's not fair. Nursing homes shouldn't let people fall and hit their heads. I was steeling myself for a long, slow descent into Alzheimer's, a death that could take years - like it did for Ronald Reagan, like it has been for a friend's father. Instead his life was cut short. I would almost count it as a mixed blessing, if I didn't know how much a head injury hurts. A lot of people say "Well, I hope he wasn't in any pain", but I know he was. So I'm trying to deal with that.
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