Try as I might, I can not approve of my dad's behavior throughout this ordeal. In the words of my sister, Amy, he has not acquitted himself well.
Mom should have gone to the ER before last Tuesday; he should have realized that. Our front fence has been in sad shape, so my parents had some builders scheduled for last week to come and build a new one. But with his wife in ICU, he obviously canceled the work and stayed at the hospital, right? No. He kept the work scheduled and left my mom to go supervise the fence.
On the morning Mom took a turn for the worse and had to be intubated, he dawdled for 2 hours by browsing through all the different gate and security door styles he could choose from. On the way to the hospital, his boss called andDad answered the phone as if he were in the hospital room! "She's doing better, but the name of the game is keeping her oxygen saturation up..." And then we get to the hospital - or I get to the hospital, since he dropped me off and left - and she was the worst she's ever been.
My mom, on the other hand, asked Amy if she take my dog, Mia, while the fence guys were there because she might get upset by the noise and people in the yard. My mom, miserable with double pneumonia, three or four iv's stuck in her, can barely talk or breathe - still remembers to look out for her granddog. Dad, meanwhile, can't be bothered to change a construction schedule because of a deathly ill spouse.
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I'm getting a red flag here. Oy.
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