yesterday, my mom and i finally picked up my dad’s medical records. throughout the day, i had bursts of anxiety knowing reading his files will bring back a flood of memories, anger, and sadness that i have worked to put at the back of my mind for the past couple of weeks. i thought my “inner PA” would be eager to read it to help me understand everything, but i’m still at that point where i just want my Dad to be home to greet me.
his file is about 2,000 pages long. will let you know if i ever finish it.