Our Father Needs Your Prayers
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WildHoneyAlways
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Mr. BAW
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Another of Mr. BAW and Dad from only two years ago from a very content father-son tag-team....one of my favorite moments.. 
LoveTown
Refugee
that's a great picture! You both look so happy. Although that might have something to do with that HUGE bottle of wine 
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Mr. BAW
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This entire thread is a wonderful memorial to our Father and everyone's comments are so lovely and so correct.... ps....I think we finished that bottle and several others!!! LOL.
ps....I think we finished that bottle and several others!!! LOL.
shari schultz
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Great photos
LoveTown
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haha several others? I'm impressed! 
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Mr. BAW
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We've had many wonderful moments...I'm so happy to have shared with you and all of the Interland world..
I have an older sister, A., who confided in my step-mother that she did not "believe that Rick and Dad were really that close!"
"A picture tells a story, don't it?"
I have an older sister, A., who confided in my step-mother that she did not "believe that Rick and Dad were really that close!"
"A picture tells a story, don't it?"
LoveTown
Refugee
Mr. BAW said:We've had many wonderful moments...I'm so happy to have shared with you and all of the Interland world..
I have an older sister, A., who confided in my step-mother that she did not "believe that Rick and Dad were really that close!"
"A picture tells a story, don't it?"
that it does! Also, the kindness, compassion and love that you have put into the intial post and all the updates you have provided are proof enough that you are close to your dad and that you love him very very much.
Thank you so much for letting us come along on this journey with you. It has been remarkably touching and heart-warming
martha
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Those pictures are wonderful. 
FizzingWhizzbees
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Lovely pictures. s to you all.
s to you all.
JessicaAnn
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Wonderful pictures ... and I must say, there's quite a family resemblance between you and your dad!
Continued prayers ...
Continued prayers ...
hiphop
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Great pics
to the BAW family! You´re in our thoughts.
to the BAW family! You´re in our thoughts.
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Mr. BAW
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Thank you friends; I'm heading back out on Weds. to visit with Dad...I'm sure there will be some news of sorts; his doctor's have been giving him some meds just to keep him comfortable and calm.....peace to all for sharing your kind words...
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My thoughts and prayers are still with you and your family Mr BAW. It was two years ago today that my mom passed away, so I really feel for you.
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Mr. BAW
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I was around for that and my heart ached as I read your posts...thanks, again...
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I don't know where to start...violence in the dining area? sexual harrassment of the caregiver? taxman after my brother? Blame Canada???? WTF?????
OK..get relaxed my children for a lengthy version of what actually happened today, during our visit with Pop...we got there at 11:30 a.m. We learned that lunch was being served and Dad was on his way into the dining room; rather than disrupt his schedule, we elected to forego lunch and return in an hour...(we should've stayed!)
BAW and I returned at 1 o'clock and saw that Dad was in his wheelchair but pulling himself along the way backward...not knowing of anything that had gone on, he saw me...his eyes widened and I saluted him; in like, he saluted back..he recognized me and Char and it was a good start to a nice visit....or was it?????
I asked him, "How's it going?" he said "Okay, but I need a drink!" I said, I'd get him something and he said, "Make it a tall Vodka and tonic....on the rocks!" " Uh, oh.........."
(he wasn't kidding!)
Cause of Action #1 - Come to find out, he had just been involved in an altercation in the dining room. He has befriended a couple of Spanish-speaking fellows that are there for various reasons; a new guy at "their table" tried to muscle in on the action and told one of the guys "this and that!" One of the friends was apparently joined in his defense by another guy...so far, so fair...
my dad decides he's gonna have a piece of the action!!! WTF! he grabs a butter knife and places it in his lap; he tells the offender that "there's 3 of us know, what are you gonna do about it???"
They remove Dad's weapon and he was escorted to his room; he elected to roll back to his living quarters but did so "backwards, "cause I know what those guys can do!"
Cause of Action #2 - Dad refused to take his meds' earlier in the day...the nurse, a very cute Hispanic who speaks to him in Spanish, saw Char and I in the room and we were laughing...she thought that this might be a good time to give Dad his meds.....I had just given him a cough drop; as the nurse approached him, he stuck the cough-drop out his tongue...she asked, "do you want me to throw that away???" He answered, "No, I want you to kiss it off!!!!!!!!!" Where the hell did this come from!!???!!!!?
Cause of Action #3 - Dad had a dream that my brother lost his job due to the Canadians, "Blame Canada!" all over again....
he said that Canada took his job and that the Taxman was after my older brother for the $9K that he owed them in back taxes....Where the hell does this come from?????
Other than the above, I confess that this was one of the most joyous visits with my Father..he laughed at old memories to a point that he had tears of joy! he remembered things of "the old days!" and it was apparent that BAW knows what her future looks like...I am hoping for many more visits with Dad with just as much levity and just as much love...
PS....before the nurse left, Dad turned on his transistor radio and asked her if she wanted to dance! (what are we gonna do with him???????????)
On a good note - when I took Dad to the nursing home on Monday, 8/15/05, I spoke with the Social worker in charge of his case...he told me that based on his experience, he did not believe that my Father "had much longer to go (until his demise.)" I posted about that visit in great detail...Well guess what John??? Mr. BAW's Dad has a lot of life left, even with that bastard cancer in his blood, he's got a whole lot of love and laughter to spread!!!"
OK..get relaxed my children for a lengthy version of what actually happened today, during our visit with Pop...we got there at 11:30 a.m. We learned that lunch was being served and Dad was on his way into the dining room; rather than disrupt his schedule, we elected to forego lunch and return in an hour...(we should've stayed!)
BAW and I returned at 1 o'clock and saw that Dad was in his wheelchair but pulling himself along the way backward...not knowing of anything that had gone on, he saw me...his eyes widened and I saluted him; in like, he saluted back..he recognized me and Char and it was a good start to a nice visit....or was it?????
I asked him, "How's it going?" he said "Okay, but I need a drink!" I said, I'd get him something and he said, "Make it a tall Vodka and tonic....on the rocks!" " Uh, oh.........."
(he wasn't kidding!)Cause of Action #1 - Come to find out, he had just been involved in an altercation in the dining room. He has befriended a couple of Spanish-speaking fellows that are there for various reasons; a new guy at "their table" tried to muscle in on the action and told one of the guys "this and that!" One of the friends was apparently joined in his defense by another guy...so far, so fair...
my dad decides he's gonna have a piece of the action!!! WTF! he grabs a butter knife and places it in his lap; he tells the offender that "there's 3 of us know, what are you gonna do about it???" They remove Dad's weapon and he was escorted to his room; he elected to roll back to his living quarters but did so "backwards, "cause I know what those guys can do!"
Cause of Action #2 - Dad refused to take his meds' earlier in the day...the nurse, a very cute Hispanic who speaks to him in Spanish, saw Char and I in the room and we were laughing...she thought that this might be a good time to give Dad his meds.....I had just given him a cough drop; as the nurse approached him, he stuck the cough-drop out his tongue...she asked, "do you want me to throw that away???" He answered, "No, I want you to kiss it off!!!!!!!!!" Where the hell did this come from!!???!!!!?
Cause of Action #3 - Dad had a dream that my brother lost his job due to the Canadians, "Blame Canada!" all over again....
he said that Canada took his job and that the Taxman was after my older brother for the $9K that he owed them in back taxes....Where the hell does this come from?????Other than the above, I confess that this was one of the most joyous visits with my Father..he laughed at old memories to a point that he had tears of joy! he remembered things of "the old days!" and it was apparent that BAW knows what her future looks like...I am hoping for many more visits with Dad with just as much levity and just as much love...
PS....before the nurse left, Dad turned on his transistor radio and asked her if she wanted to dance! (what are we gonna do with him???????????)
On a good note - when I took Dad to the nursing home on Monday, 8/15/05, I spoke with the Social worker in charge of his case...he told me that based on his experience, he did not believe that my Father "had much longer to go (until his demise.)" I posted about that visit in great detail...Well guess what John??? Mr. BAW's Dad has a lot of life left, even with that bastard cancer in his blood, he's got a whole lot of love and laughter to spread!!!"
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Lila64
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Um, yeah...I have to believe at this moment that the guy from hospice was a bit off in his estimate of how long the old guy has left.
Today we had a cross between Izzy Mandelbaum and Duce Bigalow on our hands
I can't believe he wanted to rumble in the dining room and then hit on his nurse...who, he was happy to tell us "has a beautiful face and a big round butt!" What's next? Stealing a car and going for a joyride? 
He also told us that his parole was up soon and the warden was going to let him go home, I guess because he feels trapped there
Boy, am I going to have my hands full someday
Today we had a cross between Izzy Mandelbaum and Duce Bigalow on our hands
I can't believe he wanted to rumble in the dining room and then hit on his nurse...who, he was happy to tell us "has a beautiful face and a big round butt!" What's next? Stealing a car and going for a joyride? He also told us that his parole was up soon and the warden was going to let him go home, I guess because he feels trapped there
Boy, am I going to have my hands full someday
martha
Blue Crack Supplier
Wow! Wild times at The Home (as my beloved Grandpa used to call his place).
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Mr. BAW
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Its been two weeks from my last visit with my Dad. I left home at 5:30 a.m. this morning to catch him for breakfast; along the way, I stopped at his regular golf course and bought him a hat with hopes that the name of the club might bring him good memories....
Arriving at the nursing home, I saw that his wife was already there...she met me at the entrance to warn me that Dad didn't look good..........
I was stunned to see that my father had suffered a fall; he suffered facial injuries from an incident that happened at 3 a.m., the only witness was his roommate who, by all accounts, is someone's son but a bastard nonetheless....he's caused my father nothing but anquish, restless nights and a change in his eating/sleeping habits...no one wants to do anything about this man's harrassment despite the fact that my Dad is his third roommate as the others have requested and were granted room changes...since my Dad is under hospice care, there was "no room available for him"...Well, after I saw my father, my only thought was that something "other than a fall" occurred...I was without proof but that was the son in me...everytime I looked at this man after I arrived, he would cower in his seat..he did something, I just know it...
I succeeded in getting Dad another room; he immediately went to sleep and I immediately went to work...I demanded a copy of the incident report; I demanded a meeting with the Director, Sub-director, anyone who was willing to listen and write notes...I called BAW and she ran a record/history check on the nursing facility and found that it had its time of sub-par performances but nothing recent...I then talked to the Social Worker in charge of Dad's hospice case...as soon as I mentioned that I had pictures (I do), it was yes, sir Mr. E., anything you say, Mr. E......that's more like it...
Dad's in his private room, he slept for most of the morning until he woke and waved me to his bed...looking down at his broken face, his nose covered with steri-strips, an abrasion to his forehead...I nearly melted...he grabbed my arm like he had not done before; he said, "I'm okay now...you have things to do and you need to go do them....." He immediately drifted back to sleep; My God, is this how it ends????
I sat down for another 30 minutes making certain that he continued breathing; he'd been through a lot in the past 8 hours, I decided it was time to leave....
He's okay right now, albeit sore, but he knows that his family is there for him...he's lost 15 lbs. during the past month but I suspect much of it had to do with the terrible room mate situation...in the end, his big brown eyes are tired; he's outlasted all of the Hospice personnel's expectations of how long he would live...I told them at the start, he's a fighter, he said it, "I'm gonna fight this...!" Yes, Dad...you are gonna fight this, you're doing a valiant job and we're there for you....
We thank Interlanders for their continued thoughts, prayers and words of kindness during these most difficult times; despite my father's bravery, its against my better wishes but it seems that maybe the end is near and that may leave me broken in a way that I can't fathom....my mother's death was a tough loss; I'm certain this may be too much...thank you, friends..
Arriving at the nursing home, I saw that his wife was already there...she met me at the entrance to warn me that Dad didn't look good..........
I was stunned to see that my father had suffered a fall; he suffered facial injuries from an incident that happened at 3 a.m., the only witness was his roommate who, by all accounts, is someone's son but a bastard nonetheless....he's caused my father nothing but anquish, restless nights and a change in his eating/sleeping habits...no one wants to do anything about this man's harrassment despite the fact that my Dad is his third roommate as the others have requested and were granted room changes...since my Dad is under hospice care, there was "no room available for him"...Well, after I saw my father, my only thought was that something "other than a fall" occurred...I was without proof but that was the son in me...everytime I looked at this man after I arrived, he would cower in his seat..he did something, I just know it...
I succeeded in getting Dad another room; he immediately went to sleep and I immediately went to work...I demanded a copy of the incident report; I demanded a meeting with the Director, Sub-director, anyone who was willing to listen and write notes...I called BAW and she ran a record/history check on the nursing facility and found that it had its time of sub-par performances but nothing recent...I then talked to the Social Worker in charge of Dad's hospice case...as soon as I mentioned that I had pictures (I do), it was yes, sir Mr. E., anything you say, Mr. E......that's more like it...
Dad's in his private room, he slept for most of the morning until he woke and waved me to his bed...looking down at his broken face, his nose covered with steri-strips, an abrasion to his forehead...I nearly melted...he grabbed my arm like he had not done before; he said, "I'm okay now...you have things to do and you need to go do them....." He immediately drifted back to sleep; My God, is this how it ends????
I sat down for another 30 minutes making certain that he continued breathing; he'd been through a lot in the past 8 hours, I decided it was time to leave....
He's okay right now, albeit sore, but he knows that his family is there for him...he's lost 15 lbs. during the past month but I suspect much of it had to do with the terrible room mate situation...in the end, his big brown eyes are tired; he's outlasted all of the Hospice personnel's expectations of how long he would live...I told them at the start, he's a fighter, he said it, "I'm gonna fight this...!" Yes, Dad...you are gonna fight this, you're doing a valiant job and we're there for you....
We thank Interlanders for their continued thoughts, prayers and words of kindness during these most difficult times; despite my father's bravery, its against my better wishes but it seems that maybe the end is near and that may leave me broken in a way that I can't fathom....my mother's death was a tough loss; I'm certain this may be too much...thank you, friends..
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you are doing a great job, brother.
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Thanks kids...ABRO...
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The members here mean so much to us, thank you, all....
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I'm glad you stood up to them and they listened - hopefully he can have some peace now
