After my dad's endocarditis was under control the doctors diagnosed him with cancer of the colon :-( He was operated 3 days later (one day after his 71st birthday).... he was in a very, very bad condition but he slowly got better. 2 weeks later, over a 5 days period he got every day chemotherapy. On july the 21st after 5 weeks in hospital I could pick him up and bring him back home to my mom. It was a wonderful day!!!!
On july the 26th I celebrated my 34th birthday. Dad wasn't be able to participate because he still was a bit weak. The next day on mum's birthday, Lisa and I visited my parents just before lunch and Dad asked me to drive him to the doc because he didn't feel very well. I went to the phone to call the doctor to let him know but when I got out on the terrace again I realised that Dad's condition worsed so much that I wasn't be able to get him into the car any more. I called the ambulance vehicle and a few minutes later I had to call them again to come more speedy. It was terrible! Within 20 minutes his condition changed from feeling "not so good" to not recognizing my mom and me....
Now he is still in hospital. He is much better again but not good. I do hope so much to have him back home soon.... My poor beloved Dad.
You see there wasn't much stitching time for me visiting Dad twice per day in hospital...
Who's job is easier?
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