Dad is in the hospital yet again. He was acting weird, according to my brother, so while at another doctor’s appointment, he thought he should go to the hospital. He took a cab over to Milton Hospital from the doctor’s appointment in Stoughton. I left work early to go over to the hospital. When I got there, he was acting strange. He was very grumpy and trying to walk to the staff lounge. He walks funny in a shuffling type of way since he had his last strokes, and his whole demeanor was off.
Between him and Mom, I don’t know who to worry about more. Mom, whose brain is dying, but is relatively ok in the nursing home or Dad, who is falling apart. They are both 61 and should be enjoying life. It makes me sad.
Tomorrow is my MRI on my brain. Hopefully, it will show something. I just want an answer. Most likely they won’t find any cause of the headaches (maybe my parents above). I will go to the hospital after to see Dad.
I am off to read for a bit. I am almost done with Dragonfly in Amber and soon on to Voyager. I am hooked on The Outlander series. I need a Jamie.