The family got a phone call from Dad's home
yesterday. He isn't doing too well, and we are
bracing ourselves for what might come. I have
basically accepted that a man of his age who took
ages to seek any treatment for Parkinson's is
probably living on borrowed time, so it's a bit
of a limbo state for me. I don't want to sink 
into worry about a situation I can do nothing
about anyway, but I do want to prepare myself
for what might come while keeping my sanity.
It's a bit of a tightrope walk.

We went to see him, he was in no state to
communicate. The truth is that even when he
can hold any sort of conversation at all, it's
difficult. But my mother and I felt it was
important.

Don't forget your family, they won't be around
forever.