So this weekend dad had a few seizures...they aren't as intense as they used to be, but they are staying in his chest now. He says it feels like he is having a heart attack. 900mg of one seizure med and 400mg of another a day and he is still having seizures...I just wish they would go away.
Tonight I had class and I knew that meant dad would be home for about an hour by himself. I called around 7:50 when I was on my way home, asked about his day and asked if he had fallen. He said he had had a good day and told me what he wanted to eat. When I got home, one of billy's trucks were here. I just assumed it was billy, but come to find out it was brent. Dad had fallen, broken the coffee table and called billy for help. He wasn't close so he sent brent. THANK YOU BRENT!! He came to dad's rescue, helped him up, and moved the table out of his way.
I am so stressed every time I leave the house and I know dad is by himself....
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