Hospice

Yesterday my Dad came home from the hospital.  He had a panic attack at around midnight.  We worked thru it and I gave him a relaxer pill, held his hand and spoke soothing reassurances to him.  He calmed down and fell asleep.  I went to bed at about 4 am and woke at 10.  That was our first night home.

Today, ahh.... what can I say.  This caregiving thing is like a crazy dance party.  You never know when the tempo will change, but you always have the same partner.

So breakfast, medicine, breathing treatment these things all happened.  Pop scooted himself up the bed, also.

Did he eat much? No.  He did take medication and we did breathing treatment.  One day down and one to go.  You see, hospice only is hands on monday thru Friday.  If you have problems you can call and nurse will talk you thru what to do.  Or if person is actively dieing, they will come out.

No worries I was terrified yesterday.   Today, I am tired.  Tomorrow who knows.