More prayers for my dad. He fell the other day and he's becoming increasingly forgetful. My siblings and I have had to repeat ourselves much more than just once. His house is a mess, and he has ZERO motivation. I'm no fool but he's just given up on life. We're at a loss, we're all stressed, and we don't have a single CLUE on how to proceed. I'm his Power of Attorney and I'm most likely going to have to do something I really don't wish to do and take drastic measures.
He owns this LD franchise and currently has four routes and sooner or later, I'm going to have to call a meeting between myself, the other three employees, the Regional and District Sales manager. He's going to be forced to relinquish his business and we're going to try to move him into a smaller home and adopt out two of his five dogs. I know he loves them to death, but they're really making a mess of things. They're having numerous accidents that I've been going over to clean up or it will just sit, and I can't always make it over there. He also hoards.
My mom has been gone for six years this Sunday and we all still miss her like you wouldn't believe. I hate what he's going through more than anything, and while she told me to keep an eye on him, I can't help but to feel like I have failed him. I should have stuck my foot up his butt about physical therapy last year, but he's so thick skulled, I honestly don't know what I can or could have done. I know this isn't really my fault, but I feel beaten and so does my brother.
But at this point in time, I’m still at a loss on what to do. I’m just not ready for this.