Good news and bad news
I just got off the phone with my dad. The good news is that he's doing better -- his energy is up; he's taking less medication; he feels more optimistic (and so do his doctors).
The bad news is what I haven't posted until now. He's in kidney failure. Almost. Both kidneys have been in steady decline for some time with something like 20% function. He has been seeing a myriad of specialists who have been discussing dialysis with him. And possibly a kidney transplant. That scares me.
The good news is that his health has improved such that he may not need a transplant (yet). Just dialysis (probably). He has additional appointments coming up.
The bad news is that he steadfastly was refusing to even consider a kidney donation from one of his kids (all of whom are adults, ranging from 24 to 43 years old).
The good news is that I just argued him into recognizing the stupidity of his intractability, and now he's open to the idea that if he needs a transplant, then he might consider accepting one from a family member if there's a good match. He'll at least discuss the matter with the family rather than making a unilateral decision.
I am a good lawyer! I just won my case. But more importantly, I got my dad to open up to possibilities that may help his health.
But I'm still scared for Dad. Hopefully unreasonably so.
But then again, since when is fear reasonable?
The bad news is what I haven't posted until now. He's in kidney failure. Almost. Both kidneys have been in steady decline for some time with something like 20% function. He has been seeing a myriad of specialists who have been discussing dialysis with him. And possibly a kidney transplant. That scares me.
The good news is that his health has improved such that he may not need a transplant (yet). Just dialysis (probably). He has additional appointments coming up.
The bad news is that he steadfastly was refusing to even consider a kidney donation from one of his kids (all of whom are adults, ranging from 24 to 43 years old).
The good news is that I just argued him into recognizing the stupidity of his intractability, and now he's open to the idea that if he needs a transplant, then he might consider accepting one from a family member if there's a good match. He'll at least discuss the matter with the family rather than making a unilateral decision.
I am a good lawyer! I just won my case. But more importantly, I got my dad to open up to possibilities that may help his health.
But I'm still scared for Dad. Hopefully unreasonably so.
But then again, since when is fear reasonable?
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