Dad is still in the hospital. He had two lunacur strokes and his sugar has been very high. He will be released tomorrow but the whole thing makes me nervous.
It is sort of a wake up call to me again. I am a lot like Dad. I am built more like him and look like him. I don’t take after Mom very much. I need to change my eating habits. This whole week, I have been eating erratic. I did not eat until 2:30 today, when I had 2 small slices of pizza.
I went to visit Mom today also. She was not reactive at all. I could barely keep her attention. She was more interested in the Dora Explorer cartoon her roommate had on. She said about 5 words the entire time I was there. I only stayed for about a half an hour before I had to leave.
Between the hospital and the nursing home, I am not sure which was worse.