My Mom, who was my best friend and biggest supporter, died unexpectedly Jan 9, 2003. My journey along this grief road has been such a roller coaster, but had dug my way out of the terrible fog. Now my Dad, who has worsening dementia, has been admitted to Hospice care. The fog has returned. I need to work, but here I sit unable to focus to complete tasks. I want to be home with him. He has a live-in caregiver. She and I are working as a team to allow Daddy to remain at home. Daddy has very bad emphysemia and a lung infection that Daddy's body just could not get rid of. In the words of his dr., his body is worn out. Death is not imminent at this time, but I'm feeling such a need to be there. I go during the evenings and on weekends. I'm a single parent, but thankfully my daughter is with her father most of the time during summer. His dr. thinks he may have 2 months left. I had almost forgotten this awful exhaustion. Sorry, I'm rambling. I'm new here and like the site. Thanks for listening....