Thursday, June 28, 2012


   8 days after my Dad went into the hospital for pneumonia we finally got him home. Somewhere around day 3 Dad starting putting in to go home. He tried to forceably get up and leave, but due to his weakened state he could not barely stand. To keep him from falling and breaking something the nurses had to restrain him to the bed. He still fought the restraints that night for 9 hours and 45 minutes straight. I know this because I sat up and watched him do it all night long.

   My Mom and I tried to calm him down but it was no use. The madder he got, the more he struggled. Along the way he began talking crazy. He forgot peoples names, where he was, and talked about things he did 20 years ago like he was doing them now. It was a long week. At times he knew all of us and what was going on and then he would start getting mad and off to the races we would go.

   Now he is home and we all have done everything we can to get him to rest and take care of himself but it is like he just wants to argue keep a fuss going over everything we try to do to help him.He primarily takes everything out on my Mom, and she has about reached the end of her rope. She has had very little rest in the last 2 weeks and she is still waiting on him hand and foot.

   I know he is scared and worried about what the future may hold but it is sad that he can't seem to appreciate what the entire family has done and is doing to try and take care of him. Instead he lashes out at the ones who love him best. Maybe in a few days when he is stronger he will calm down. For the most part his body is healed, the mind sometimes comes and goes.Maybe he will find some peace in the next few days and we all can heal.

Jim Cobb.

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