Susan also called last night after I talked to Lynda and said the hospital kept asking about his living will. Mom and I remember he filled one out when he was there the first time, but neither of us remembered the details. I told them to get a copy for themselves and make sure one was in his cart. Oddly, I'm pretty sure that Dad doesn't want to be put on a respirator at all, but it turns out it was the best thing to do, and was only temporary. They all need to sit down and figure it out.
Mom also called and of course was just short of hysterical. She was blaming herself for not being there, but I told her it didn't make a difference - it was going to happen whether she was there or not. She also kept saying, "How do people get through this?" and I pointed out that she's been doing it for the past six months - it's a day by day thing, and she's still going. It still sounds like she needs help (and I empathize). I told her to get another prescription for valium to help her sleep if she needs it.
I'm a little irked at the hospital for the medication confusion and the living will issue, but at least for now we've got a handle on things.
I talked to Annamarie today about it, and she's fine with me taking off at a moment's notice for however long I need. She said I might be able to use some of my sick time instead of all my vacation (which is a concern if I want to go home at Christmas and still have time left over for G'con and Pennsic next year). I looked into the employee catastrophic fund, but that only kicks in after I've used up all my own vacation time. Myke and John reiterated loaning me money to get me home, which is likely if I want to do it sooner rather than later.
So do I go home this weekend, or shoot for Nov. 8 like I had originally thought? I think I'll wait to hear what happens at the meeting before deciding.