Comments: Father's Day from 180 Degrees

I shouldn't read these, they are my future. I only hope that I'm a bastard with Parkinson's that has a good enough disguise as a nice guy to last me.

Posted by Peter at June 22, 2009 02:33 AM

Peter- No, this is not you. I promise you. First, the Parkinson's is the least of his troubles. Second, I read your blog. You are not a bastard. You have an excellent relationship with your family.

No, our issues are deeply dysfunctional that transcend any physical issues Pop has. He has become the Hot Potato. We just are the one's that caught it when someone yelled STOP, by virtue of vicinity.

Plus, I believe he has nearly 20 years on you. Nothing I describe, but the voice and the slur, have anything to do with Parkinson's, believe it or not. He has a degenerative hip disease that he refused to take care of and now? He is where he is. Refusing all exercise, medical advice and physical therapy for 20 years... will get you to where he is now.

This is not you.

Posted by Bou at June 22, 2009 06:35 AM

This kinda describes my inlaws, who we will be going out to see in a couple of weeks and may not last that much longer, minus the complete bastards part. They have contributed to a great deal of family dysfunction, though (mainly my MIL), and the condition of their health is directly related to their refusal to take care of themselves properly. My wife @ I feel that her dad probably won't be around much longer, and we're already thinking of what to do with her mom. Assisted living is likely, since my wife's sister is hopelessly overextended and dysfunctional herself (a future blog subject), and our place is way too small (a convenient excuse, because murder would be the likely result with my wife and her mom living in close proximity).

Posted by diamond dave at June 22, 2009 08:38 AM

Even though I am an atheist, there are times I hope there is a God so the evil people will burn in hell and the nice people like you will be rewarded in the afterlife.

Posted by Denny at June 22, 2009 09:35 PM

DD- I think watching my fil has made me more of a fitness freak. I so do not want to be like him. Of course, I don't want to be a mess from running either... as of now, I seem to be running a fine line on what is going to happen in my future.

Denny- Ack! Do not make me out to be something I'm not! Living with a 'no regrets' attitude hardly makes me altruistic! It is, to some degree, self serving. Besides, he's a bastard, but he's our bastard. We love him... even if he makes us all half frickin' insane.

Posted by Bou at June 22, 2009 10:31 PM

Bou, been there, done that, living that life all my life.

My mother is the same way (minus the disease and pain problems, although she is a hypocondriac) and shes only in her 60's.

It took me 39 years to come to terms with a way to deal with her and keep my sanity, it's even easier now that she lives in Florida.

It's societies fault, they say you must love thy father and mother but they never say it's alight to not love them if they are horrible people.

Posted by Quality Weenie at June 24, 2009 08:40 AM

Make the best of life. Whatever the circumstances.

Posted by JihadGene at June 24, 2009 12:44 PM

My hats off to you, but especially to your husband. It's tough to do your duty despite lack of appreciation, but it's so sad to know with certainty that your dad will never be someone to admire.

There are five of us brothers in my family (Yes, folks were always asking, "Are you Catholic?" and we'd answer, "No, Mom and Dad just really liked each other"). Anyway, we all grew to at least four inches taller than Dad, but until the day he died, we all looked up to that old man. As I said, it's so sad to imagine never having that.

Posted by Bob at June 24, 2009 11:14 PM