The worry over meals

This has been a rough week for Dad. He continues to have extreme fatigue, feels like he just can't do anything for himself. He often tells me how he has to really force himself to do the simplest things. Pastor Karl recommended that one of us be with him over meal times to help get meals together for Dad. That seems to be his biggest worry at the moment -- What am I going to eat and how am I going to get it ready? Family and church friends have been bringing food, but just getting it from the container to the plate is often such a chore. Yesterday my brother Dave left work over his lunch hour to assist, and he was there again at supper time too. Today I'll be there for lunch. For his evening meal, I'm hoping I can take food and arrange it on a plate so that all he'll have to do it pop it in the microwave. That much he feels he can do. Dave had already said he could do Saturday and Sunday, I'll be on again for Monday. We just need to get Dad through this hump. He did see his psychiatrist on Monday. I think once the medications take full affect he'll be feeling much better, but it could be a long hull until then.