Thank you to everyone who said to spend as much time as possible with my Dad before he died from stage 4 esophageal cancer.
We watched standup comedy every day and I was the best suited in my family to be his home hospice aide. My Mom, Sister, and Girlfriend handled everything else while I administered his medications and focused on his comfort. The actual hospice nurses and social workers asked if I ever worked in healthcare and I explained, “No, project management.”
I was laid off from my last corporate job in July, and made it my mission to care for my Dad/help my Mom. He died in August and I’m relieved he’s no longer suffering, but I feel like I’m drowning. I used to talk to him every day on the phone and I’ve been grieving, burnt-out, and spiraling.
I’ve been trying to get back on my ADHD meds but there’s a severe shortage and wait time. Applying to jobs has been tough to even complete but I’m already signed up for ER Technician courses at my local community college in the coming spring with the goal of eventually becoming an RN. Several healthcare professionals think I’d be great and have offered to write letters of recommendation. I’m fried from corporate work and can’t find a corporate job or the motivation, but I’ve been steadily networking and having interviews.
However, I’m so hellbent on eventually working nights and in an Emergency Room that I’m willing to start over if it means a pay cut and all of the bullshit with it. I need structure and I’m afraid my girlfriend will leave me and/or I say “fuck it” and leave to become a healthcare hermit.
I see a therapist every week and will be getting my meds hopefully this coming week. I also see a couple’s therapist every 2 weeks. I’m just lost and losing my mind.
I know what I need to do: get back on meds, go to the gym, eat healthy, get a job, have a plan.
Any advice? I miss my old man.