Pix, I am so sorry. I wish I could be there for you.

Unrelatedly, I am doing the dance of someone-else-answered-the-email-I-didn't-how-to-respond-to, hooray!

This is an awesome dance.

Oh, I left you all on a cliffhanger. No new results. Just advanced brain atrophy and evidence of all of the mini strokes he's had. So no reason why things would have gone so far off the rails so quickly. He was still incoherent tonight and still hallucinating a bit, so the sedative from last night isn't out of his system yet (NO SEDATIVES FOR MY DAD EVER). I stayed until almost 6 until the new sitter got there. She was lovely and offered to help get Dad cleaned up, which he really needed. Sadly, she will be gone at 7, so I don't know who the overnight person will be. But since I was a squeaky wheel and complained about last night's sitter, they are probably going to make sure they give him someone solid tonight. I hope. I asked Miriam, the lovely sitter from this afternoon, if she would please convey the need for him to have someone understanding and kind tonight.

I feel like tomorrow will tell me a lot about whether or not he's going to recover from this. That will be his third day back on his correct meds, and the sedative should be completely out of his body. Everyone, if you send light or vibes or prayers, please send them my dad's way. I don't want him to end his life, however many years he has left, in this state.

Sending you lots of love, Pix. You came to the absolute right place for no filter needed.

Timelies all!

I’m so sorry, lisah.

{{{Pix}}}

I’ll be keeping your Dad in my thoughts, Pix.

And thank you all for your kind words about Magellan. I miss him so much and can’t believe he’s gone.

Hang in there, Pix. This is so hard to think about, but if he's going to have to live with more support soon, you might think about not trying to get him back home. It wasn't a medical crisis, but a crisis situation that landed him in the hospital is how we got my father into the nursing home. Both because it made the transition easier ("easier") on him, but also because it's easier to get a slot when you are coming from the hospital vs. from home.

Sending you all good vibes for your dad, Pix.

I'm so sorry, lisah.

It wasn't a medical crisis, but a crisis situation that landed him in the hospital is how we got my father into the nursing home. Both because it made the transition easier ("easier") on him, but also because it's easier to get a slot when you are coming from the hospital vs. from home.

This was true with Tim's dad, too.

I'm so sorry about Magellan, lisah.

Fingers crossed for your dad, Pix.

The Year of Cancer had to get one last kick in at my family on its way out the door—my Mom's first post-surgery check up showed that hers has returned for round three. Merry Fucking Christmas. Though at least it's still Stage 1 and theoretically still non-invasive. She's having her next surgery in 10 days, and I assume they'll follow up with some sort of chemo (though her doctor refuses to use that word). Any health~ma for her would be greatly appreciated.