Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Debi and her Dad. Part 10

So there was I, planning a post about my fabarooni weekend, but you never know what's around the corner.

I went to dad's yesterday and took him for a dental appointment.
While he was being seen, I ran off to get some shopping ...
... and came back to see him being loaded into an ambulance, the dentist standing on the pavement wringing his hands.

3.5 hours later I was able to take dad home in a cab.
Arrived back in south London just in time for a 6 o'clock meeting at FB's school, having eaten nothing since breakfast.

I have to go back to see dad again today as I didn't get the chance to sort his pills and do his shopping yesterday, so will report back on the weekend when I get the chance.

Meanwhile, I'll leave you with this:
Nurse: You're 93? Wow. So what's the secret of longevity?
Dad: Don't die!

10 comments:

granny p said...

Ouch. Aged dads. But you kind of miss them when they're not there any more,

Minx said...

Oh Debi, hope he's okay. Sending love and light......

Natalie d'Arbeloff said...

Dear Debi,I empathise completely, having gone through the same beloved-aged-parents-care traumas. Lots of love to you and to your Dad.

Shameless said...

I hope your dad's OK, Debi. It sounds like it's so lucky that you are there to help. I love his line to the nurse, btw! :-) And we look forward to your report on the weekend, which sounded like it was great fun! :o)

homelesschicken said...

Holding you in the Light..
love homelesschicken x

Marie said...

Hope your dad is OK, Debi.

Debi said...

Thanks all. He's fine - I think it was just a panic attack. He's going to have to have the work done at hospital now instead.

One step at a time ....

Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah) said...

Your life seems to lurch from one state of drama to the next, you poor thing. Glad your dad is okay - but the fright couldn't have done either of you any good. Strength and love.

Debi said...

Ab Van - having an elderly frail parent means you live with a constant low level of anxiety and then every so often it gets ratcheted up to the max ... It's just the way things go.

But thanks for caring! It makes all the difference.

Cailleach said...

Oh dear! Glad that all worked out in the end, but I bet your nerves were shattered - a warm Irish huggin bein sent your way - I laughed at your Dad's advice to the nurse though...