scarred

that was the single worst experience of my entire existence.

they transferred my dad to a rehab/healthcare center yesterday. today I went to visit and they had all the older people just lined up in wheelchairs outside of their rooms, waiting for a nurse to come get them. half were drooling/nodding off and the others were just sitting there, all somber and placid even as people talked to them. it's like they were all invalids. dad was happy to see my mom and I though and I don't blame him, that place was fucking depressing and scary. I felt like walking through a horror movie. He seemed a little better I guess... but he still can't walk/stand by himself and that stuff. And adult diapers. After seeing those I couldn't even pretend I was okay anymore.

I don't think I can be in denial any longer.