I haven't posted for a while because I've been processing... my dad was in the hospital over the weekend, they suspected a stroke. He didn't know who anyone was. It wasn't a stroke. That's good.
He hasn't been able to breathe well for a while, he keeps turning blue. They found out his blood pressure was up over 200.
Tests showed his brain was atrophied and his heart was dehydrated and not pumping as it should. They think it's from sleep apnea. Yep. Weird, huh? So 40 years of deprived oxygen and no restorative sleep really takes it's toll.
He's home now, on oxygen and with a walker. He's mean and not very cooperative. (nothing new there.) Things will be different. I think that's weird too. My poor mom, the eternal care-giver.
I'm cranky because my dad is rude to the people who are trying to help him. I'm cranky because he doesn't seem to try, just give up. I guess I'm cranky because he got old.....