Hey, guys. I haven't written in here in a long time.
I guess life just got in the way.
I've been having a lot of issues, lately, and I just wanted to post a chapter explaining my life lately. It might get triggering, I don't know. So if you're a sensitive person, I would say to not read this chapter.
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Okay. So, I don't know if many people know this, but my dad has cancer. He has a brain cancer called Glioblastoma, and it is terminal. It is going to end up causing his death eventually.
So, upon dealing with just that thought alone, he just had another surgery to get rid of another tumor. It didn't end the best.
He had a stroke, which was more than likely caused by the doctor hitting something, and was hospitalized for a while. He is still in a rehabilitation center.
He was put into one that was just for people with strokes after the surgery, and he did really well there. By the way, he couldn't move his left side of his body after the stroke.
So, in this rehab place, he got some movement back in the left leg. He won't have anything happen in the arm, though, the doctor said. And he will probably never get that back.
Well, a week and a half ago, they moved him into a new place, which is closer to where we live. Before, he was three hours away, and now he is not even ten minutes away.
But he doesn't like this new place. My stepmother works at this place, so she is allowed to go in and see him. But we aren't, because of this coronavirus thing. So, he is forced to stay there because he can hardly function on his own.
And to go with that, he was strapped in his wheelchair at the other rehab place, but here they just sit him in it.
He's fallen five times in the past week and a half. He didn't fall once in the other rehab place.
Also, we have been on the phone with him, and we've caught them yelling at him for falling. And that isn't right. He is a 63 year old stroke patient who can hardly move. It's not his fucking fault that he falls. He can't control that part of his body.
So I don't know what to do. I can't get him moved, because this is where the doctor sent him. So I can't get these people in trouble who work here, because my stepmother won't so anything about it because 'she works there. it would hurt her relationship with the people she knows'. Like, fuck that. He's your husband. I don't care if the people you work with get mad at you.
Anyways, the rant is over.
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