Limbo

This last week I have very much felt "in limbo" as it were regarding reality. My father was in the hospital again for his alzheimers. The home staff kept thinking he had an infection but turned out it was severe dehydration. He is back at the home now & quite responsive. He recognized my sister who is visiting. That, of course, makes me sigh with contentment. Sharon is bi-polar, anxiety ridden, and prone to heavy depression. The mere fact she made the trip is miraculous. Her husband, Tim, made the journey with her. Tim is a brittle diabetic who is constantly sick. Between the two of them it is a wonder life goes on. They are examples of the phrase "there but for the grace of God go I". Seriously.

I have discovered, yet again, what an incredible group of friends I have. My family aint too shabby neither. :)

So begins the end of my father's life. He will have short spurts of responsive behavior combined with more hospital visits. Hospice services should be around the corner...