I can't deal with my father's condition...he was a strong man, that when he walked in a room, the whole room would shake....sang beautiful poems....was a famous Doctor....
now, he is a frail, old and his memory is fading....
I am so sad for him...he is in rehab center...with teeth clenching....I feel like he is in pain....I wished I could help him...
We have full time care for him...he can no longer walk, or eat...I am so scared of the feeding tube..HIS DOCTOR IS WARNING THE TIME WILL BE SOONER THAN LATER.......I would NEVER WANT THAT FOR ME....I wished I had asked him these questions, when he was well enough...
He was still practicing as a Doctor up to two years ago...I feel so guilty, for not having those quality moments with him ANY LONGER........when he would look me into my eyes and knew exactly what was wrong with me.....
I feel like I am losing my PROTECTION......
I HATE SEEING HIM SO HELPLESS...SO HELPLESS...
HE HAS HELPED SO MANY PEOPLE....I AM PRAYING FOR HIM...
THE SAD PART IS THAT SOMETIMES HE DOES NOT RECOGNIZE ME....THIS IS BRUTAL TO MY HEART.....
I DO NOT WISH THIS UPON ANYONE....