Mum and Dad managed to hitch their caravan to the car, travel 1500 km away to visit my brother in New South Wales, and enjoy a day or so to relax from the long drive. But when Mum and my sister-in-law and kids left for their much anticipated shopping excursion to a nearby town, (leaving Dad at my brother’s house with a good supply of tea, biscuits and the remote) ….. Dad collapsed. They arrived home 5 hours later to find him passed out on the floor with a freezing wind blowing on him.
He’s in a regional NSW hospital where they are pumping him full of antibiotics to fight his pneumonia (which they think caused the collapse) and now a bowel obstruction is causing problems (he had a bowel tumour removed last year and is prone to bowel obstructions as a result of scarring … he suffered an obstruction last December so he doesn’t want to go through that again).
All I can do is leave him in the care of the Drs and nurses at the hospital and pray that he’ll be OK. I can’t even visit him (well, not without a lot of organisation and a few plane tickets). Thank God my brother and his wife are there to look after him and Mum. My brother has taken charge very effectively which I am grateful for but it’s normally my job to be the responsible one … and I hate feeling so useless.