Daddy Update

My father has had a really rough week so far with his breathing. He has no stamina what so ever any more. He use to eat breakfast with his cronies every morning. This week he has gone through the drive thru for breakfast and brought it home to eat. He does nothing but cough it seems like. My sister stopped by this week after not seeing him for a couple of weeks and thought he needed to go the hospital it was so bad. So far, he isn't coughing up blood, which is very good, but he is coughing far more than he use to and for longer. My mother called me at work this morning and asked me to stop by on the way home. I did. I got the shower stool down from the attic that my grandfather used. Apparently, my father doesn't have the energy to shower standing up now. That is of great concern. Enough that today, she set an appointment with the doctor for Friday morning. I'm worried. My mother is worried. My father is trying to put on a brave front, but I see the worry, maybe even fear, in his eyes when he looks at me. It's un-nerving and upsetting to see how steep his decline in health has been over the last 6 months. It's even worse to know there is nothing the doctors can do at this point. Sad doesn't even begin to cover it.