The First Step is a Doozie

Early this morning I was sleeping and heard a loud noise and my sleeping mind dismissed it, until my mother came in and told me to get up, my father had fallen down twice and she would need my help. So, i threw off the covers and bolted out of bed without putting on my glasses. My dad was laying on the floor of his bedroom, he had lost feeling in one side of his body and when he had gotten up to go to the bathroom it had collapsed out from underneath him pitching him against the wall and onto the floor. Then when he tried to get up a second time, it happened again. By the time I got on the scene my mom had him laying on the floor and he was mad. The status quo had once again changed for him. He had been getting along fine in his mind. He was walking, talking, eating, getting up everyday, he thought he was fine. Then Bam! one morning he is suddenly and rudely reminded that, no just like we have been telling him he is not fine, he does have something wrong with him, and now he has to learn to adjust again.
My mom told him he was going to have to go to the hospital. He was surprised! He just wanted to hang out in his room until he feeling went away. Even though we would have no way to get him to and from the bathroom. Then he was even more upset when he heard that we were going to call an ambulance to come and get him. I don't know how he thought we were supposed to get him to the hospital ourselves when we could not even get him back into his bed without major pains.
The doctor in the ER admitted him even though his strength returned once he was put on oxygen in the ER. He is not happy about having to stay in the hospital, but he always adjusts after a few days and there is no where he feels more comfortable after an episode like this as he is so unsure of what his body and brain are going to do.
I really don't blame him for being angry, going through life and you just wake up one day and suddenly something stops working that you have always taken for granted like the ability to walk. That would make me angry and bitter.