Well, here's the whole ugly story.
My sister drove my father to the hospital and did not tell me about it nor did she give me the privacy number so that I could get information about him. My brother seems to be the one in charge, according to the nurses and he didn't either. My father and me love one another, but this is just a very evil way to refuse to let me know how my father is doing. THEY are making this decision, not my father.
After talking to my husband and therapist about what to do, I have a few choices. I can go down and say good-bye now because I doubt they will tell me if he passed on or funeral arrangements. I can't really do that now. Not unless he wants me to stay with him. That is an option and I will call him and ask about it. Furthermore, we all saw him at Christmas and I know he had fun and I did see him recently in person at that time.
If you scroll further down and then further down again, you will see the other two paragraphs I wrote. Unfortunately, my computer seems to have hit a glitch and this post is spread far apart, but it's all there. I tried to fix it by bringing the print up, but found it impossible.The rest is here though. Just requires some serious scrolling down.
But a more realistic solution for me is that Icontinue to call him every day and tell him I love him so that he knows how much I do. That's the important part...that he knows I love him. He has a golden child worship of Brother, like my mother did, and just doesn't believe brother would leave me out. I can't control him. Brother MAY leave me out. I can't control him. Sister is meaner than a witch and WILL leave me out. I can't control her. I can only control myself and I can call him and let him know I love him so that, when that sad day comes when he is no longer here, I will be certain he knew how much he meant to me.
This dynamic is so weird that I don't even know if YOU people can understand it.
But I wanted to put it out there.
I can only do the best I can with the information that I have. If they want to shut me out of my father's death, which is not his wish, I can't stop them and he doesn't believe my brother would do it so talking about it won't help.
I have done all I could. I spoke with father in hospital and will continue to do well checks if he doesn't answer his phone. The policeman was very nice and called around for me to find out where he is. So I spoke with him just a half an hour ago.
I am g oing to do the things i normally do today as there is not one thing I can do to help my father. I wish there was.
Thanks for listening. And, no, I am not exaggerating.