Saturday, November 11, 2006

My dad was hospitalized yesterday.
He went to this shop and was wondering around confused. He didnt know why he was there, how he got there (but his jeep was there so he must have driven), where there was, what day it was or even what time it was. The propitiers where concerned, called the police who in turn got him to the hospital.
That morning (at 4:45 am) he had called me in a panic because he thought i had called him because i had an accident and needed his help, and he was trying to find me, I calmed him down and he went back to bed. He then called me an hour later really out of it, and again 20 minutes later thinking it was the day before and i was off to school. So needless to say he was demented.
He either has a head injury (most likely from falling in his panic), had a pyschotic break from the stress of thrusday, dreams, and deliousions; had a nervouse break down, same reasons above, or something went really bad with his meds.
So now here i am... waiting to see whats going to happen...


Saturday, November 11, 2006 3:45 PM


Take a deep breath. You can't be of help to him if you're in a tizzy. Even if there's nothing you can do to help directly, just knowing that you're there for him will make him feel a bit better. Kind words and holding hands is often a good medicine.

Saturday, November 11, 2006 2:28 PM


I watched MS slowly tear my mom's head apart, I know how heartbreaking it can be. Please accept my offer to carry if you find you can't crawl anymore.

Saturday, November 11, 2006 12:31 PM


Aw shit, Slice...that's horrible! Can't imagine how I would feel if one of my parents was in that kind of state...

Just remember this: you got an entire army of Browncoats behind ya, ready to lend helping hand or just offer a kind word. Just say the word and I know that we'll rise to the challenge:D



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