Feeling quite surreal this morning after a thunderbolt out of the blue late yesterday afternoon. Had a phone call from Shrewsbury hospital about the Old Sailor who was there in Out Patients [had no idea he was going] and then the Surgeon came on the phone... the Old Sailor needs immediate surgery to amputate his leg above the knee or his life expectancy would be just a few weeks - what were my thoughts? To say I was I was gob smacked is an under statement. It's not diabetes; it's an infection that has spread and turned nasty, very nasty. They could operate this Friday if he agreed to surgery.
As it turned out out, Dad decided to come back to the care home without making a decision and I was called in to see him. He was very tired but able to talk about the pros and cons - and the risks.
Then I had another phone call this morning from the care home - he's decided on the surgery route even though the risk is very high because of his age and general frailty.
So it maybe this Friday or early next week....
Lots of things to think about... I go in to see him again this afternoon.