Memories:
I had to take my dad to a VA hospital in Charleston.
There are a lot of places on the trip where there are no houses or anything but woods and marsh.
He went to sleep in the middle of a sentence and I was almost yelling at him to wake up.
.He was slumped over with his face on the window.
I was sure he had died.
In the car, in another state, while I was driving.
I sure wasn't going to have him die in another state and worry about all that paperwork
that would be involved.
If asked, I was going to say I thought he was asleep.
I was determined that I would take him home.
I was driving and crying.
When we were a block from his house, he woke up and asked "Are we home yet?"
I was beyond relief and getting mad all at once!
I laugh now
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