maguenette
Jedi Master
I have no other place or person to share what I have experienced with my family.
Thank you for simply reading me.
This situation makes me angry and sad at the same time.
Yesterday, my father was brought to the hospital with the help of emergency services.
Why?
My father has a drinking problem. He started the evening with wine and a stronger alcoholic drink.
He was chatting with family members via his cell phone and the presence of my mother. During the evening, I was in my room listening to music while practicing my breathing.
At one point, I watched what they were doing. They were listening to a movie and everything seemed fine. I went back to my room to continue my breathing and to go to sleep afterward.
Suddenly, I felt the need to stop breathing. I came out of my room and my father was lying on the floor and my mother was talking to him. I had to help my mom take my dad to his room upstairs. He was in an advanced coma because of alcohol. He was unable to stand up, talk, shake our hands, etc. He was in an advanced coma because of alcohol.
My mother used to say that the drinking was over. I held my father in my arms. My mother would talk to him to keep him awake. We called my sister who is a nurse and she stays close. She checked his pulse, blood sugar, and pressure. Everything was okay. My dad would start crying at times. There was a lot of emotion. He never spoke. He just mumbled sounds to answer yes or no to our questions.
My sister chose to call the emergency service because my father was really weird and in a coma because of his excessive alcohol consumption.
So he was taken to the hospital. Honestly, a lot of this is due to the health measures. He can no longer see his family and grandchildren as he would like. I was really sad to see my father in this state.
My sister went with him to the emergency ward. My mother told me that she saw a black shadow present before my father went into his coma. She thought it was me but I was in my room.
There are a lot of problems between my father and mother. They just repress them instead of solving them. It's sad!
My father recovered after a few hours in the hospital. I had to pick up my father and sister from the hospital. My dad was uncomfortable and he was trying to turn this around by joke. I was really mad and I mentioned to my dad that it was really not funny.
The doctor told my dad that he had to learn from this.
For real? It's a big problem. Since the health measures, it's more common but it's never gone to coma.
I'm digesting this right now because I don't know what to think about the whole scene. Today I was angry. I was in my car and I wanted to cry but I was holding back my tears. I'm doing my best to keep my balance but it's hard at times.
I asked myself:
Why the presence of a black shadow?
My father's personality changes with alcohol. He can be the party guy or it's his mind predator that shows up.
I try to remain neutral and not go into negative emotions.
I am angry about this pandemic and for everything that is happening to humanity.
I still have the image of my father in my head. It was awful!
Marc.
Thank you for simply reading me.
This situation makes me angry and sad at the same time.
Yesterday, my father was brought to the hospital with the help of emergency services.
Why?
My father has a drinking problem. He started the evening with wine and a stronger alcoholic drink.
He was chatting with family members via his cell phone and the presence of my mother. During the evening, I was in my room listening to music while practicing my breathing.
At one point, I watched what they were doing. They were listening to a movie and everything seemed fine. I went back to my room to continue my breathing and to go to sleep afterward.
Suddenly, I felt the need to stop breathing. I came out of my room and my father was lying on the floor and my mother was talking to him. I had to help my mom take my dad to his room upstairs. He was in an advanced coma because of alcohol. He was unable to stand up, talk, shake our hands, etc. He was in an advanced coma because of alcohol.
My mother used to say that the drinking was over. I held my father in my arms. My mother would talk to him to keep him awake. We called my sister who is a nurse and she stays close. She checked his pulse, blood sugar, and pressure. Everything was okay. My dad would start crying at times. There was a lot of emotion. He never spoke. He just mumbled sounds to answer yes or no to our questions.
My sister chose to call the emergency service because my father was really weird and in a coma because of his excessive alcohol consumption.
So he was taken to the hospital. Honestly, a lot of this is due to the health measures. He can no longer see his family and grandchildren as he would like. I was really sad to see my father in this state.
My sister went with him to the emergency ward. My mother told me that she saw a black shadow present before my father went into his coma. She thought it was me but I was in my room.
There are a lot of problems between my father and mother. They just repress them instead of solving them. It's sad!
My father recovered after a few hours in the hospital. I had to pick up my father and sister from the hospital. My dad was uncomfortable and he was trying to turn this around by joke. I was really mad and I mentioned to my dad that it was really not funny.
The doctor told my dad that he had to learn from this.
For real? It's a big problem. Since the health measures, it's more common but it's never gone to coma.
I'm digesting this right now because I don't know what to think about the whole scene. Today I was angry. I was in my car and I wanted to cry but I was holding back my tears. I'm doing my best to keep my balance but it's hard at times.
I asked myself:
Why the presence of a black shadow?
My father's personality changes with alcohol. He can be the party guy or it's his mind predator that shows up.
I try to remain neutral and not go into negative emotions.
I am angry about this pandemic and for everything that is happening to humanity.
I still have the image of my father in my head. It was awful!
Marc.