On Aging Parents
Wednesday, October 26th, 2005I’ve mentioned that my father is in a nursing home. When I join my spouse in our new house in our new state, I will also be taking my father along with me, and he’ll be in a nursing home very near to the house. We visited the new nursing home last weekend and it makes the current one (in WV) look like a dump.
In any case, I was thinking back to the summer of 2004… the summer before my father had the debilitating stroke. He’d just had a corneal transplant and I was visiting for the weekend. One evening, as he sat in his chair and I sat on the floor trying to organize his files, I asked if we could talk about “what if’s.” A discussion about what he wanted me to do if he had another stroke and was unable to care for himself (and at that time, he was getting closer & closer to not being able to care for himself, simply because of his diminishing health). He sat up stiffly and suddenly and cried, “You want to put me in a nursing home!” -and of course nothing could be further from the truth.
And yet… there he is: in a nursing home. And it’s likely that he’ll end his days in one, whether it’s in West Virginia or in Ohio. Broke in many ways - financially, physically, and certainly spiritually.
This is something that I cannot fix.
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