Posted by Dinah on November 20, 2004, at 21:24:06
In reply to Re: Mel's excellent logic » AuntieMel, posted by Dinah on November 20, 2004, at 21:06:05
The jury was still out on whether the social worker was right and daddy was only going to be alive for a few more days, or if it was just the morphine.
And I came into sit with him for the weekend until he went home if necessary to make sure they didn't give him another dose of morphine unless he was genuinely in pain.
And I'm bringing all the paperwork he had given me a few weeks ago and that I hadn't had time to get to. Bags and bags of poorly sorted stuff. And I sat up all night and sorted the stuff into piles. Then I put his stuff on the computer to get some things done that he needed done.
I sort of looked down at the stacks of stuff, and me with my father moaning in the bed beside me, and wondered what others made of the fact that while I was talking to him and making sure he was getting what he needed, I was also doing all this silly paperwork. And I laughed at myself and wondered if anyone understood that I was doing the paperwork because that's what I feel good at. That's the only way I felt I was able to be useful to him.
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