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I woke up at 6 AM and quickly started preparing myself. I was out at 6:30 and took a tram to the train station. I thought I’d be late, but because of my parent’s train being late, I was literally just in time. I met them just as they went out of the train.
We more or less went through the same path as I did when I first came to the Prague. I showed them the «classics» of the Prague. They kept wanting to just take tram to home and comeback without luggage, but I told them that it’s much better to see Prague in the morning, while there isn’t too many people.
We got home all by foot (which was quite impressive for my dad), had some breakfast and rested.
The time came to go outside again, because of landlord visit, so we went to the shopping centre. For some reason landlord couldn’t unlock the apartment with his key, and I had to go back and unlock it for him, afterwards, his key magically started working. 😐
I wanted to visit IKEA with parents, so we took a metro to the last station. We went outside and I saw the bus on the app, but for some reason it took us to the wrong direction. We got out and took same bus in the other direction, but for some reason it came back to exact same spot…? We decided to just go by foot…
My dad is still quite weak after the stroke. It’s hard for him to walk. Honestly it was a mistake to take him to such a long trip. We kept walking to wrong directions and kept trying to figure out which way to go. After going to wrong direction like 4 times, with IKEA sign laughing at us far behind, we just gave up… Dad couldn’t walk this much anymore. Ugh.
We got back to shopping centre, and had lunch there. Then shopped at the supermarket and finally got home. Feet hurt so much after this amount of walking. Can’t imagine how it felt for my dad.
I feel so bad for my dad. I feel awful, sad and anxious. I can see that he is different now. You could say a little bit less… alive. Less emotions, doesn’t really care about anything, weaker, feels a little bit lost all the time, and his default face expression changed. I can feel like he got 1 step closer to death. I feel terrible. I hate that this happened so much.