Doug, you brilliantly capture the dark humor of assisted living. Your dad is my hero. My brother and I managed our divorced parents at multiple facilities before they died. We used to take turns playing good cop, bad cop. It was beyond exhausting. One day on the streets of San Francisco we were wheeling my father down a hill and my brother looked at me and said, "I could just let go." We never laughed so hard.
Thanks so much, Cynthia. It's great to hear from you. I love the scene with your brother and your dad in a wheelchair. Letting him go would have been like Toad's Wild Ride!
Perfect! I love this article. I only add 1 thing as Doug’s sister: when I signed Daddy into, like, his 4th hospice, the intake nurse asked what my goal with my Dad was. I 1/2 screamed (even though this man was my rock & my hero all my life) for him to DIE! That was not his final resting place.
Doug, you brilliantly capture the dark humor of assisted living. Your dad is my hero. My brother and I managed our divorced parents at multiple facilities before they died. We used to take turns playing good cop, bad cop. It was beyond exhausting. One day on the streets of San Francisco we were wheeling my father down a hill and my brother looked at me and said, "I could just let go." We never laughed so hard.
Thanks so much, Cynthia. It's great to hear from you. I love the scene with your brother and your dad in a wheelchair. Letting him go would have been like Toad's Wild Ride!
Doug
Perfect! I love this article. I only add 1 thing as Doug’s sister: when I signed Daddy into, like, his 4th hospice, the intake nurse asked what my goal with my Dad was. I 1/2 screamed (even though this man was my rock & my hero all my life) for him to DIE! That was not his final resting place.
Yay, Trisha!! He just wouldn't die! You finally talked him into it!!