Wow! I sure had a tough day today. I’ll vent just a little bit here to hopefully get a whole lot off my chest. My dad has been ill since the end of July. He lives in Florida and I live in Texas. I visited him in Florida back in December when he first moved into an assisted living facility. This particular facility is someone’s converted home. Just today my daughters and I came to Florida to see my dad for a few days.
To say that I was in a state of shock upon seeing my dad would be an understatement. The t-shirt that he was wearing was filthy with food stains from earlier in the day. He was sitting in a wheelchair and was basically sound asleep with his head tilted back and his mouth wide open. He occasionally would utter a few words that didn’t really make much sense. He was barely audible when he spoke to me. He told me that he didn’t want me to leave because he didn’t feel safe. He also told me that he doesn’t want to die.
In the state of Florida, I cannot get him moved to another facility just because I want to. He has to be in a hospital for three nights before they can admit him somewhere else. Is this not the craziest, most absurd thing you have ever heard??!! Before my dad entered this facility he was pretty sane and coherent. This deterioration has me speechless. I’m just glad that I’m here for a few days and hope that we can get something changed for the better for him before it’s too late. I’m hoping to have better news to report in a few days.