My brother Kevin got a call today telling him that my Dad has been taken to hospital. When the meals-on-wheels people delivered lunch today, they could hear him inside the apartment, but he couldn’t make it to the door. They called the police, who broke into the apartment and took him to the hospital. (My Dad is in his eighties, and lives in England alone.)
It seems like my Dad has really gone downhill quickly lately, and it’s not like he was good to start with. He’s lost a lot of weight, has stopped dressing, and has become even more confused.
Seems like it’s a good time to look at getting him moved into a safer housing arrangement, although who knows what will happen in the hospital. Not sure what all of this will mean but we’d appreciate your prayers.