Wednesday, January 20, 2010

A tough day...

Dad had a tough day today, which means mine was tough as well. I won't go into all the details, but his care level needs to be elevated, especially when it comes to bathrooming, keeping clean. It's not his fault; it's just a new way of looking at things. He needs diapers now -- and he hates them with the strength of a battalion of tanks invading Poland. But he's had accidents and that causes him discomfort and embarrassment. So that's what needs to be done.

When you arrive at your Dad's apartment and he's out of it, soiled, and tired, you need to put other things aside for a bit because he's your Dad and he's priority. So I balanced taking care of those things while still keeping light (as light as possible), and making sure he knows he's done nothing wrong.

I'll resume your regularly scheduled bit of amusement soon.

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