So my dad had a pill prescribed to him a few weeks ago, and finally around this week he was breaking down a little to actually take it. It was an “as needed” drug basically, but it has big possible side effects. It also was something he’d have to take for at least a month when he started.
Out of desperation last night, while I was sleeping but mom was with him, he took it.
I did not know mom was there. I thought he just took it without consulting anyone. And that horrified me. I think I’m still in shock of that. I’m taking my own pills too so that helps me calm down…. it’s just…
I don’t know that I feel “betrayed” per-say but like…why didn’t he wake me up?! Why couldn’t I help?! Why was I left out of the loop to assume everything was fine and he wasn’t?! That is what I’m having such a hard time with. I’m one of those people that I actually look at the needle when I’m getting a shot, because otherwise I won’t know what’s happening and when the pain will come. I wasn’t given the chance to prepare here, and I am so afraid.
I just have to trust God. I just have to stop, and trust God.