<p>Nedad-- thanks for the thread. A lot of us are going through things like this. </p>
<p>My dad, who is not very communicative called on Sunday in Nov., with the help of a friend to say that he was in the hospital and scheduled to have surgery on Tues. for “a mass in his colon.” Later, I found out he had been in the hospital since the Wednesday before. He had been feeling very weak and his friend was trying to get him to a doctor’s appt. and he couldn’t make it to the car. He collapsed, the friend called 911. He was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. He wrote a will and had his friend witness it on the way to the hospital.</p>
<p>Before this episode, he had been housebound and in pain for two weeks, unable to go anywhere, but didn’t tell anyone! He finally told his friend when he ran out of food. It was an upsetting and anxious time for me. . . Why is it so hard for some people to ask for help. And it isn’t just my dad. I just found out that an acquaintance of mine thought he was having a heart attack and so he drove himself to the hospital. Crazy.</p>
<p>I spent Thanksgiving vacation in San Diego and lookied into a couple of assisted living places while I was there, and found one for $1900/mo (base price–all the extras get added on), that didn’t seem bad, and one really nice one for $3500/4000 a month. Yeah, it kind of reminded of the college search, finding the “right fit” and such. But, you know, I don’t think for some there really is any “right fit.” Everything is some sort of big compromise. Anyway, my dad won’t even consider that option right now. Too much money, for one. Doesn’t want to be controlled by other people, I think, for another. One of the problems is that he is just not a very social person. Though he does have friends, he doesn’t like the kind of “activities” atmosphere that seems to prevail in these places (rather like one of my sons). He just wants to be left alone with his computer. He is an almost retired physicist, keeps in touch with a couple of people from work (and still gets sent work, small jobs, to do via the computer) and keeps scores for his golf buddies (though he has had to quit golfing). </p>
<p>He is very sharp, happy to say. When he was in the hospital after his surgery, though, he was very foggy. And his personality just shut down. He was very non-communicative with his doctors. Pretty scary. He did not enjoy his stay in the skilled nursing facility after the surgery, where many of his peers were in various stages of befuddledness. It really bothered him that the man he ate breakfast with would talk to him in a really soft voice that he couldn’t hear and then look at him pleadingly. </p>
<p>He says Bing Crosby did it right–played 18 holes of golf and then collapsed and died on the golf course. Obviously, that scenario is not even possible for him. I don’t know what is going to happen. I think it is important for him to stay in his own environment in San Diego as long as possible. If things get really bad, I may be looking into someplace here he could stay. I know that would have to be a nursing home situation if it got to that point. As long as he can, he likes where he is.</p>