Well, once again I've been away for a while, and once again it's been due to circumstances beyond my control. Sadly, this time was due to the death of my Father on November 25th. He was 89. He had been in decline for some time now; physically for the past several years, and mentally for the past half year or so. Dementia is a *****, especially in one you love. My younger brother and I had to handle all the arrangements for his funeral, and it fell to my wife and me to go through his belongings to determine what to keep, what to donate, and what to (sadly) dispose of. The funeral was on Monday the 2nd of this month, and my depression has pretty much taken control of me ever since. On a bright note, we got to see our older daughter and grandson, as well as our son. They live way far away (1,200 and 750 miles, respectively), so we don't get to see them very often. This was the first we've seen our grandson since he was a year and a half old - he's nine now.
At 90, my Mother is still with us, but Alzheimer's is taking it's toll on her. Her short-term memory is, for all intents and purposes, non-existent. She will ask "what time is it" three times in the span of five minutes. Rose and I go to see her just about every weekend if it is at all possible. Her nursing home is about 40 miles from the town where they lived (and Rose and I currently live), so whatever friends they had left have a longish drive to come out and visit them. Their pastor still came out about monthly, a visit they really looked forward to. I'm worried how long she'll last with Dad gone and so few visitors.
So if you notice I'm not around for a week or two at a time over the next few months, this is probably the reason. I'm still depressed - I have been to work a total of two days since Dad died and it's tough just getting out of bed in the morning. I see my doctor tomorrow morning, so maybe he can help me with it, at least in the short term. Please keep us in your prayers.
At 90, my Mother is still with us, but Alzheimer's is taking it's toll on her. Her short-term memory is, for all intents and purposes, non-existent. She will ask "what time is it" three times in the span of five minutes. Rose and I go to see her just about every weekend if it is at all possible. Her nursing home is about 40 miles from the town where they lived (and Rose and I currently live), so whatever friends they had left have a longish drive to come out and visit them. Their pastor still came out about monthly, a visit they really looked forward to. I'm worried how long she'll last with Dad gone and so few visitors.
So if you notice I'm not around for a week or two at a time over the next few months, this is probably the reason. I'm still depressed - I have been to work a total of two days since Dad died and it's tough just getting out of bed in the morning. I see my doctor tomorrow morning, so maybe he can help me with it, at least in the short term. Please keep us in your prayers.
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