worry

called dad wednesday morning to see if he would like to go grocery shopping.
he was awake, but still in bed.
alarming things he said to me:
i just don't know where i am.
i owe so many people money, i just don't know how i'm going to sort this all out.
it's just a big mess.
i need help, lots of help, and i know it.

i immediately went over.
with 15 minutes, he had gotten up, dressed, and was making his usual breakfast of juice, cereal, fruit, and coffee.
he was much more settled.
i wonder if it's normal for those with AD to be weird when they first wake up.

after he ate, we sat down at the table, and paid his bills.
he had already paid the rent.
after i wrote the bills, he signed the checks.
then i called the bank and got his balance.
then i subtracted the bill amounts and told him what he had to live on for the month (which was more than sufficient).
he relaxed and told me that mom had always paid the bills and he just wasn't comfortable with it.
i reassured him that i am more than happy to help.