Welcome • User Guide
ToS • Privacy • Canary
Donate • Bugs • License

©2025 Poal.co

It happened rapidly with my mom. Like out of nowhere. It’s not like with Dad

So dad had meningitis when he was around 34. This caused short term memory problems. I wouldn’t say severe, but noticeable and frustrating for him. I’d say in his early 50’s, it was noticeable that he couldn’t multitask. He also couldn’t come up with or follow through with ideas to manage this memory and multitasking issue. Extremely frustrating when we worked together for the better part of a decade. He was involved and a big problem. I could not get him to take a more suitable role. This made my workload much more taxing. Having to constantly check in on him, utilizing apps, reminders, even a live tracking system in his vehicle to make sure he was going where he was supposed to be going.

Anyway, fast forward to current day in his later 60’s and trying to let him be as independent as he can be and kind of operating in the background as much as possible and going behind him without him knowing. It’s difficult to do. Difficult to see.

His cognitive deficiencies as like in groups of that makes sense. Like categories.

For instance, he often cant figure out where to put batteries into things. And that ties into things that come with batteries in them that have a little tab that needs to be removed that is there when it’s new to prevent the battery from making contact until it’s purchased and ready to be used. It’s like he doesn’t see it. Very strange to see the brain kind of fail like that.

Anyway, just venting and killing a bit of time. Maybe some of you have seen stuff like this happen to someone and you can relate.

It happened rapidly with my mom. Like out of nowhere. It’s not like with Dad So dad had meningitis when he was around 34. This caused short term memory problems. I wouldn’t say severe, but noticeable and frustrating for him. I’d say in his early 50’s, it was noticeable that he couldn’t multitask. He also couldn’t come up with or follow through with ideas to manage this memory and multitasking issue. Extremely frustrating when we worked together for the better part of a decade. He was involved and a big problem. I could not get him to take a more suitable role. This made my workload much more taxing. Having to constantly check in on him, utilizing apps, reminders, even a live tracking system in his vehicle to make sure he was going where he was supposed to be going. Anyway, fast forward to current day in his later 60’s and trying to let him be as independent as he can be and kind of operating in the background as much as possible and going behind him without him knowing. It’s difficult to do. Difficult to see. His cognitive deficiencies as like in groups of that makes sense. Like categories. For instance, he often cant figure out where to put batteries into things. And that ties into things that come with batteries in them that have a little tab that needs to be removed that is there when it’s new to prevent the battery from making contact until it’s purchased and ready to be used. It’s like he doesn’t see it. Very strange to see the brain kind of fail like that. Anyway, just venting and killing a bit of time. Maybe some of you have seen stuff like this happen to someone and you can relate.

(post is archived)

You are currently inside a comment thread.
Click here to see all the comments (14).
[–] • 3 pts

Damn, thank you for your service, and this hits close to home.

I am going to see my Father tomorrow. He just had a stroke, so is isn't quite all there, but I would say he is actually doing pretty well.

My problem is that I have so many resentments towards him, a lot of dirty laundry I would like to air out with the man.

During the "Everyone must be Vaxxed" stage of the pandemic, he cut off contact with me. I tried to call him about Thanksgiving, which he was having, and my Vaxxed Brother was invited to, but he wouldn't answer my calls. I kept trying to call him, just to talk, and text him, but Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, he never responded.

He did eventually start texting me again, but at that point, I was so resentful I didn't respond.

I met with him in person last year. I asked him what had happened with that Thanksgiving. At first he said he didn't have Thankgiving that year. I know that wasn't true, and told him such. Then he told me he wasn't good at using his cellphone, and probably didn't see my messages. It was bullshit.

After that meeting, I told him we would never see each other again.

But then he had a stoke a couple of weeks ago. It made me feel many feelings. Rage, sorrow, impotence...

I just... need some closure about what happened.

So many people in my life completely cut me off because I did not take the Vaxx...

And they all seemed to certain and smug with their dismal of my thoughts about it.

I think that around that Thanksgiving, during the height of the brainwashing, he was absolutely ready to never talk to or see me again.

And now it is just like it never happened. Nobody ever asks if I am vaxxed anymore.

All those people, who were so adamant and outspoken about their opinions...

Now they are silent and awkward if you even broach the subject...

And tomorrow, I have to talk to my cognitively impaired Father, and try to seek some sort of closure.

Because if I don't, I will drive myself insane.

[–] • 2 pts

I’m sorry you’re going through the turmoil with family and for what happened to dad.

The vaxx thing being an issue is something I can’t relate to and sounds shitty.

As for you having things inside about dad, I can totally relate. People say you have to forgive and it will sort of set your mind and soul free. I want to do that. I have serious internal issues with dad….my whole life. A relationship with him always meant a life altering, family destroying boil over with him. But then I always tried again.

This may be weird, and probably all wrong, but I’m just hoping before the end he will thank me for this. And I mean sincerely. And I hope if he has regret inside and will let it go by sincerely apologizing to me. Probably a bad hope to have because the end can come and none of that ever happens. That’ll really set me up to feel destroyed. But oh well. Not everything is roses and marshmallows or some shit.

I hope things go well with your dad. And the rest of your family. We only have so much time and it flies.

[–] • 1 pt (edited )

Stop being such a niggerfaggot you pussy. Just go give your Dad a fucking hug ffs, you only get one and he is yours.

edit: I can't believe that I read through your blogpost, it was most bare chested and it made me not like you as much as I used to. Grow a fucking pair.