Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Watching paint dry....

Watching paint dry....
And I don’t mean in the artistic sense.
It is very difficult watching your parents age. Their memory isn’t as sharp as it used to be. They are no longer able to do the things the once did with ease. Physical changes in the body can be devastating (especially if there is a disease involved).  

Being the child watching is traumatic enough, but I wonder how it feels to actually live through those changes. Is it like going back in time to a point when you need help for everything?
As my father continues to survive cancer, his short term memory gets worse from the chemo. His body is so frail. He sleeps most of the day. These winter months are just debilitating. 
I am just thankful I am able to have him in my life right now and that I can be here to help as much as I can.