My dad back in hospital. Thank god. Bone

My dad back in hospital. Thank god. Bone spread to the hip (excruciatingly painful). Trying to work out what to do. He doesn’t want to be cared for by anybody except my stepmama or me but we just can’t do it all. I am just off to get her to see him in the hospital and we will then have a conference, just her and me and the doctors.


Work called late yesterday, asking me to work today and I nearly lost it. I am nearly at the end of my emotional tether.Anything extra on top of basic routine just seems too much right now. Even basic routine seems too much. and I am so, so tired, all the time. Emotion is exhausting.


My dad is not the same person. His pain makes him rage and snap; scream and cry. It hurts me so much to see him like this. I can cope so much more easily with the physical cleaning up stuff.


About quirkycharm

I like to think that I have a certain quirky charm but I am probably being optimistic. Acquired taste, perhaps, which many don't acquire. This is about my fifth blog out there. My hosting companies kept going out of business or my IT exhusband kept hacking into them and I would move again. I don't do twitter, I barely do facebook, I don't try and 'monetize' my blog. I love my husband, my grown children and my job and this particular incarnation of oversharing my life comes at a time when I am the most content that I have ever been. I write always, sporadically during the good stuff and exhaustingly during the bad.
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