So Dad's back in the hospital. He was vomiting blood again.

He did finally call the land lord. As I suspected would happen, the guy is no longer interested in selling. But he is giving us one more month to move out.

Dad said he's going to look for a place for us to go, but I suspect we'll end up living with my Grandmother and Aunt. So I'm going to be packing my stuff and taking it over there ahead of time.

Between Dad's more frequent stays in the hospital and how bad he's doing even when he's home I don't think he'll be up to asking around for houses the way he says he wants to.

And I know he's not going to find anything he wants for the price he wants because I've been watching the houses for rent and what he wants just isn't out there.

But at least the Band-Aid has finally been ripped off, and things can finally start moving forward.

That's something.

Dad's probably going to have to have another band in his stomach or esophagus (this has happened a few times now), and hopefully he'll actually stay at the hospital and he won't fight them on getting it done.

If we do end up moving in with Grandma and Aunt Beth, at least I would have some help with taking care of him and I can help Beth take care of Grandma.

It's not gonna be fun, because Dad doesn't get along with my Aunt but...he'll just have to get over it.

I'm so sorry that you've been going through so much this

I'm sorry you're in this position, I hope things can become more stable for you soon.

really sorry this is all happening, hopefully things can move forward now and yeah, get more stable

Thank you guys. Sorry for taking so long to reply. Stuff just keeps getting worse.

We were on track to move in my my Aunt and Grandma and Dad just nuked that option but starting shit with my Aunt and calling her every nasty thing he could think of while while making it VERY clear he would make her life a living hell when he moves in.

We have two weeks to be out of this house. We only have my stuff packed, no where else to go, and now we can't move into their house

we might have a choice but to move in anyway, but he's going to go out of his way fuck with my Aunt every chance he gets

.... What the hell is wrong with him? Does he not grasp the seriousness of the situation?

It's like being back at square one with two weeks left

angriestbird: He does not and he does not care, apparently. According to him he has everything handled and isn't worried in the slightest.

... Having everything handled requires having an actual plan though. He seriously thinks he can just wing this?

Yep. But that's how he always "handles" things so I'm not shocked. Just this weird mix of panic/numb.

Ugh. I'm so sorry that you have to deal with this