My father has suffered some kind of stroke or a break with reality. They took him into a mental hospital on Saturday. I flew 1500 miles (OK, I don’t really know how many it was, it’s just a guess but you get the point) and thanks to HIPPA I can’t get any information on him. I don’t know where he is or what I can do to help. (Sometimes HIPPA sucks.) I am waiting now for a call back from the hospital.
Worst of all, I tried for years to get Dad to fill out health care proxy forms and durable power of attorney. Now that I need them, I don’t have them. I am on his HIPPA release for the VA but that doesn’t give me any rights at any other hospital. After his 72 hours are up, I don’t know what they will do with him. For that matter, I don’t know what I will do with him.
I’m a bit nervous about going to a psych hospital. I’ve never been to one. DH says it’s just like a regular hospital (his mom used to work at one) but I’ve always been afraid they will lock me up in one. Fortunately, I’ve only ever been that bad once in my life and I was able to talk my way out of it.
Anyway, just a short note to update you all on my suddenly chaotic life. Please send good thoughts and/or prayers my way (and Dad’s way). I would greatly appreciate it.