Thursday, November 15, 2007

155 The energizer bunny (short)

The nursing home just called my mom. My father is up and out of bed, in a chair, eating.
My husband said he is part cat, but I think he is the energizer bunny.
I'll have to bring back his shoes and glasses and sweatpants. They are still in my car.

2 comments:

Patty McNally Doherty said...

Once, we called in all of my brothers and sisters from all over the country. This was it. It was the end. They booked flights, made arrangements with their jobs and families. My father lived for another four years.

Another time, he was admitted to the hospital, high fever, systemic infection, pnuemonia. This was it. It was the end. He lived for three more years.

It took a long, long time for his strong, healthy body to fail.

There is a real mystery, why we work out and go to the gym and quit smoking and live such healthy lives so we can live longer. It's absolutely shocking when you look at the statistics for what's to come. A full 50% of the population will have Alzheimer's by the time they're 85. When you're in your 30's, as you are, that seems a safe distance away. When you're in your 60's, there is real cause for alarm.

It's wrong to yell fire in a crowded movie theater, it's not wrong to yell it when the house is on fire. The house is on fire. Alzheimer's is coming and there's no stopping it.

These blogs are the smoke in the distance.

Patty

e said...

I hate to say it, but as soon as I read that you picked up your Dad's things, I knew... He aint going nowhere!
*sigh*