Now, I'm experiencing another kind of pain. I called my dad today. He and his wife have been moved to a care facility in Salina. I know things are going not-well there. It makes it bad for me because I can't visit them. Driving across town is about all I can handle, let alone a two-and-a-half hour drive.
So, I call. And today was the day I've been dreading. I have become used to calling and having the same conversation with my dad. I just acted like it was the first time and responded like it was our first time of talking about this or that. Today, I don't think my dad knew who he was talking to. We were barely on the phone for two minutes when he said, "Thanks for calling, goodbye," and hung up.
I choked up. It felt like I'd been dealt a physical blow. Alzheimer's is a terrible thing.
|My dad Wayne, cousin Neillie, cousin Judy, Twila Dad's wife Taken Sept 29, 2017|