It's amazing how fast time goes by... I have been so preoccupied with everything outside of what's been going on with my dad, that i've allowed myself to become a little indifferent. I have had a friend living with us. That sort of shifted my attention away from dad and it's been a good thing. He moved out yesterday. So now my attention is being shifted soley back to my dad.
Dad's condition just seems to be perpetual. There's not much change in him, other than more weight loss, withdrawal and a weaker voice. He has managed to beat the odds. It has been three months since his diagnosis of just a few weeks left to live. Dad still isn't in much pain, he's just uncomfortable. He's still able to shave himself, brush his teeth, comb his hair. He's still able to manage his Ileostomy bag, but he's changed in his mindset where he only wants mom to empty it. I'm perfectly fine with that. I don't know what happened, maybe he feels like it's too much of a burden on me to have to deal with that. He does, however, only want me to change it out completely. He's got me trained to do that in such a way that it's the most efficient process yet.
He requested a pair of headphones for his radio. I brought them over this morning. When he put them on I realized that he's further isolating himself from everyone. It saddens me, but that is what he wants and that's ok. He doesn't eat anymore, just drinks his Ensure three times a day.
