Wednesday, February 11, 2009

When did the gods decree that the oldest has to ask the hard questions? Is this law somewhere? Because asking your already on the edge mother if your dying father has an advance medical directive or a do not resuscitate order wasn't on the top of my personal list of Fun Things to do yesterday.

Chemo yesterday, more chemo and some radiation today. Hopefully dad's one of those who can take chemo, because having him sick(er) and (more) miserable all the time would make mom crazier. She's not sleeping - refuses to take the ambien, in case dad needs her at night. Thinking of insisting that hubby and I stay over until sister gets here for the weekend, because mom really needs to sleep.

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