I have to wonder if i have been such a bad son to my parents that now God is punishing me by making my father sick like this. I can see no other reason why God would put my father thru this. All my life I have only known him to be a good man. Has always been willing to help people when needed, and has always been there for me. I look at my life and look back at so much that I have put him thru with the choices in life I have made and the life that I am living now. But I ask why would this happen to him and not me? Is it so I will hurt more, seeing my once strong father needing help to get up, to sip water, to even needing help to go to the bath room? I sit here looking at him, cut open, tubes in his nose and needles in his arms and ask , “Dear Lord, Why him, why this man, Why not me?”. I now I have not been the best Son there is. I pray that I will be forgiven and that my father will get better.