Poor old dad, he's now got problems eating or drinking - every time he tries he starts coughing and spluttering and feeling sick. The coughing makes his limbs ache and he has to sleep as he feels so tired.
It's just one never ending stream of spiral decline, I hate it, it's really getting to me now, especially after last week seeing him really well on the first day and then the rapid decline day after day following that. Was he waiting to see me before taking his foot off the accelerator? Who knows. It's just distressing to see him like he was last week and to hear that he really isn't improving either isn't good.
Oh well, what will be will be I suppose and we just have to hang on in there and let it happen.
Sometime modern advances in medicine and technology may not be a good thing and keeping him alive (now with drips and the like) seems to be somehow cruel and yet we hold life sacred - strange strange stuff.
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