Challenges While Taking Care of My Aging Father Entry 1

Dad needed something to drink. He tends to lay out in the sun. Mom was at the store buying him a water bottle. She finally surrendered to my help, but did not tell me anything other than, "You'll figure it out, but you can't do anything anyway. Just call me." 

She did not yell me where the straws or sodas were. He won't drink anything else. Most people think disabled people can not take good care of their parents, if at all. This has been quite a journey for me. I looked around in all the logical places. There was a lawn mower in the way of the cabinet in the garage. I almost tripped over his walker that was set just at the foot of the last step. 

There were papers everywhere. Even with my hands, I still could not find the bendy straws. Caretaker websites say they make him drink more liquids. He says they don't, but it totally does. It's recommended to keep clutter away and paths cleared for the blind. That's one of the reasons we don't get hired. Most are afraid of lawsuits if this happens. If they only knew what it was like at home for me, quite the opposite. I put my hand out and use the walker to stabalize myself as I slide out of the narrow path to give the half full glass to my father. I'm lucky it's not completely full. 

Balancing a full glass can sometimes be tricky on an ordinary day. Mom has not texted me or called back, so I decide to give him a little orange juice while we wait. It's already been about twenty minutes and he has low blood preassure. The hot sun will fry him. By the time I am done, I will need his walker. Welcome to my journey. It's full of challenges, but also a lot of laughs. I hope you enjoy this blog.