Dealing with Dad.

My Father lives in almost 1000 miles away and has Emphysema and chronic COPD, which stands for “Chronic, Obstructive Pulmonary Disease.”  It’s practically impossible for him to sustain ANY physical activity due to this condition and basically limits him to bed.

As I’ve stated earlier in this blog I basically take care of him and his expenses from Ma.  I have two older siblings that live less than 20 miles from my father but I’m the one who has to take care of him and his affairs which really boils my bunny.  Not only do I have the added responsibility but I’m also the only person who talks to my father on a regular basis and thusly I’m the one who has to bear the brunt of his growing frustration with his quality of life and anything else that bothers him. 

I’m reminded of Darth Vader’s line to Obi Wan…”The circle is now complete…”  The tables have turned and now I’m taking care of my parent via long distance.  I feel guiltly for wishing these problems would go away because the only way they’ll go away is if my Father died.

It’s getting to the point where I’m not wanting to deal with it at all…and THAT also makes me feel badly.  If I don’t deal with it no one will.

I’m between a rock and a hard place…dealing with a man who would as soon sell me to the gypsies if he could figure out how it would benefit him.




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