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May. 17th, 2015 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geminigirlMy Dad is going to die. I'm getting on a plane in a few hours to say good bye, I suppose. He fell down the stairs, and has a head injury and he's gone. I think my mother is just waiting for the children (who are scattered around the country right now) to get there before taking any action like removing the breathing tube unless he passes naturally before then. I mean, he's not been right in his head for several years, and they recently diagnosed him with progressive supranuclear palsy, and in a way I've made peace with that part being gone but not having his physical presence is different. No more days of 10 phone calls trying to figure out what my mother's phone number or my sister's birthday is. No more stories where he tells me how much nachas my children bring him.
My father is going to die. And I don't know what to do. And I have no one to watch the kids while we do all the funeral stuff and to take them home instead of the cemetary.
And I don't know how to take care of my mother.
My father is going to die. And I don't know what to do. And I have no one to watch the kids while we do all the funeral stuff and to take them home instead of the cemetary.
And I don't know how to take care of my mother.
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Date: 2015-05-17 08:53 pm (UTC)I have sisters with some babysitting experience in Brookhaven. LMk if you want their contact info- one is 17, the other is 21.
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Date: 2015-05-17 11:00 pm (UTC)I know everybody makes a different choice on this, but when my mother passed away last December (similar situation, we got the call, she was in the ICU and we realized she was *almost* brain dead, but due to severe kidney failure and low quality of life, we chose to end things), I brought my kids to the funeral and to the cemetery. Amelia was 9 months old and Erika was 4-1/2 years old. It allowed them to get closure and understand the overwhelming sadness I felt, and it was comforting to have them closeby.
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