Today I'm wondering what's next? The adventure of taking care of an elderly person grows daily. I don't have formal training or anything, I'm doing it by the seat of my pants, with lots of help from my sister and mother.
Last night Dad got dizzy and fell in the bathroom. He cut his hand, wrist and bicep apparently on the corner of the cabinet. He passed out and nobody knew it happened for a while. He wasn't drunk, he hasn't changed medications yet so I don't know what the hell happened.
The doctor sent him new medications yesterday but he hasn't switched yet. At this point, he has so many different inhalers and meds that I don't know exactly what he is supposed to stop taking to begin his regimen of new stuff. I won't be able to contact his doctor until Monday.
Whenever there's an emergency, they all run to me..like I'm an authority or something. Guess what..I don't have all the answers either! I may seem calm but I'm freaking out too. I get angry in frustration when he gets hurt and Dad always thinks I'm mad at him. During a crisis, I do get angry..that's how I get focused immediately. I'm angry at the situation, not the people involved.