My dad

[Lulu]

Is going to a retirement/nursing home next week. eta - he is going for respite to see how he likes it

I don't want him to go, I'm not ready and either is he. Well he is a bit ready but the thought is stressing him out so much and making him more forgetful.

There is so much to do, I'm so tired and can't even process this. Anyway, I just miss him. I never get a chance to see him anymore and have a laugh and pick on people walking past us.
I miss working with him and him begrudging my ability to pick a spaz by their handwriting NOT the complex psych reports we were analysing, I miss him calling me F face when he can't remember which daughter he is talking to (there are 4 of us) and I miss how he used to call the distillery of whatever whiskey he was drinking to congratulate them on their produce.

I'm glad I have my sisters - one is madly running around looking at other places for dad to stay in case he doesn't like it and the other is liaising with the dr and making sure he is eating.

I truly hope the respite care will help him lift the depression and perk him up a bit but I'm also worried he will miss his stuff - his books and artwork, his trinkets and his stupid feral cat.

I'm worried the staff will talk to him in that sing-song perky voice and treat him like he is stupid. I'm not sure he has the strength to tell them to rack off. I want them to treat him like fricken ROYALTY.

I don't want to think about it anymore.