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Oct. 9th, 2004 03:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Thank you everyone who has sent public and private wishes. I've been able to talk to Dad, who sounds pretty upbeat. The early doctorial betting is insulinoma, which I now have to look up. It's tricky and it's not good - but it's not a death sentence. Would any of y'all know a really good endochrinologist?
Like the rest of the family, I can handle things pretty well as long as there's a plan. Plan for Dad: Call daily and look into specialists. So that leaves plan for me - keep myself busy cleaning up around the house, to 1) distract myself and 2) beat back entropy in case I do have to boogie off to the parental bedside at a moment's notice.
Am I very shallow if one of those tasks was setting up the region-free DVD player and having a Randall and Hopkirkathon running in the background?
Like the rest of the family, I can handle things pretty well as long as there's a plan. Plan for Dad: Call daily and look into specialists. So that leaves plan for me - keep myself busy cleaning up around the house, to 1) distract myself and 2) beat back entropy in case I do have to boogie off to the parental bedside at a moment's notice.
Am I very shallow if one of those tasks was setting up the region-free DVD player and having a Randall and Hopkirkathon running in the background?
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Date: 2004-10-09 03:35 pm (UTC)And no, you are not very shallow. These are the kinds of tasks that keep one sort of sane during the illness of a loved one, she said from experience.
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Date: 2004-10-09 04:43 pm (UTC)No, you're not shallow. This keeps you together so that you *can* help your dad. Hurting you won't help him, no matter how much when someone we love is sick we wish the gods would take that exchange.
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Date: 2004-10-11 08:07 am (UTC)And you're not being shallow... You are doing what you have to in order to keep yourself sane, and therefore help you to help your father... You cannot do anything for him if you're falling to pieces. Keep your head, and you can help him.
*HUGS* If I knew a good endocrinologist, I'd let you know.