Update on Dad living with us. Well tomorrow is Monday and we are moving Dad back to his house. This last month has definitely had it's ups and down. When they say a child can't move back home also fits with a parent moving into a child's home. Different ideas of life, timetables running at separate times, political views that will never mesh, and stubbornness on every ones part that just wont give an inch can make for frustration, anger and words spoken in haste. I always thought I was a patient person but I found out I am not as patient as I thought. Course I always knew my Dad was stubborn beyond believe and he admits to that and agrees everything has to be his way or no way. So...last weekend when my dad got so mad at me that he was trying to find someone to come pick him up and take him home we had a father and daughter sit down discussion. This week when I talked with the visiting nurse and the in home therapist they both agreed that Dad could very well go home and with a couple of things in place to help and protect him he will be returning to his home tomorrow. It is hard to admit but we are all breathing a sigh of relief that this month is almost over.Growing old is a horrible thing. The things our bodies and minds do to us is degrading and embarrassing. Having someone around to point out our faults just makes things worse. Dad is quick to tell me that I am doing something wrong as if I was 12 instead of 56, and I am quick to tell him he stopped up the toilet yet again. I know when we both have our own space again and are in the comfort of our own privacy once again we will be much happier. Gerry has been a saint through all this but he agrees with me that Monday is not coming fast enough. ;)
So Dad, God bless you and watch over you and when the time comes that you can not continue to live alone we will deal with what we must do then. I wonder if Dad would like living in Michigan or Georgia, or Illinois? (My sister and her kids ) :)
