MY FATHER IS FADING AWAY
I got a phone call last night from my niece about my father. She said the nursing home had called them to tell them that my father has not been eating and at the rate he is going he might not survive long. They are giving him nutrition shakes. They said it looks as though he is giving up.

Of course this scared me. I went to Kohls to get my mind off the inevitable. They were having a sale. I wanted to get a pair of Gloria Vanderbilt Amanda jeans. These are the only pair of jeans that seem perfectly proportioned for me. Unfortunately when I got there they were plum out of that style of jeans in my size. The only type of pants they had left were capri pants. Capri pants do not fit me well as I am petite and it is a rare designer who bothers to think of making petite plus size capri pants.

I ended up buying petite plus size pants from Old Navy. I had never shopped there before for myself. The reason being is that at the time they did not make clothes in my size. Since Ive gone down a couple of dress sizes I can now shop at Old Navy. I dropped off my clothes at the house and proceeded with a heavy heart to see Dad. He was in pretty bad shape. It looked as though he was not long for this world. I called up Carlos he told me he had no money to get over there to see Dad. Carleen called to tell me she would try to get over there. David said he would take her to the supermarket then maybe she would see if he would take her to see Dad. David never showed up. I waited until about 7pm which was how long she wanted me to stay to wait for her.

A social worker at the nursing home took me aside to tell me that they wanted to have a plan of care meeting about my father on Monday. She gave me a choice of times 10 or 2pm. I felt woozy. I knew this was in fact going to be a should we stop his treatment and let him die in peace meeting. I had to get my mind off things so I went to Lane Bryant to buy more clothes.