Dad
My dad has been admitted to hospital - when he was with us on Saturday he was constantly going to the loo and then saying he couldn't manage to pass water. We just put it down to him being a bit nervous about being at someone else's house and having to climb stairs to go to the loo - he's not been so good on his pins since the stroke and he always worries that he won't get there in time.
Anyway, this carried on until the following day and he was so grey and clammy and obviously unwell that mum got him to the local hospital for some tests. They think that its probably an enlarged prostate blocking the urinary tract, but they're running various tests to check. Apparently, they're not expecting him to be in hospital for more than 48 hours and that they'll be able to treat the condition with drugs.
Fingers crossed.
Its only a few months since he was last in hospital, for surgery to remove a cancerous ulcer - ever since his stroke, it seems to be one damn thing after the other with regard to his health. You certainly know when you've reached a certain age, when you're constantly worried about your parents, rather than vice versa.
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I am sorry to hear about your dad. I will be thinking of you both.
Argh. Good luck.
Mine had prostate cancer last year and I remember thinking along similar lines - "you know you've reached a certain point in life when your parents ring up to tell you about their incontinence equipment."
We'll all keep everything crossed for you.
thanks guys - with any luck, he'll be home by the end of the week (slight complications with bodily functions that you really don't need to know about".
Antonia - you're quite right. Not only do I know all about my dad's incontinence problems, I also know all about my mum's next-door-neighbour's prostate problems and the fact he goes to the loo four times a night. Mind you, my mother has the most amazing ability to winkle out everyone's medical problems - I once went to a do at her school with her where she pointed out the medical history of everyone to walk through the door "oh yes, that's Jane, she had a hysterectomy last year. oh, and her husband left her for someone called Antony."
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