My Dad

My dad has got a place from open department dementia home (as the city care workers believed that he needs only place in open department). So my father has moved in today. He was not too happy beforehand, but as I visited there to see him in the evening (he had been there only some 6 hours) he had found friends and he was peaceful and relaxed. He almost loved the place. I have not seen him this happy for a long time.

Well... The night nurse visited him and opened his bed and wished him good night, then we searched his pyjamas for him and I wished him good night at 20.00pm. He came to the balcony waving to me as I left.

I was so happy as he had adapted into the new home so well - I called my stepmother and brother... Everything was so fine. Let's go for a sleep...

Was fine.

An hour later they called from the Dementia home that my father had dissapeared. The alarm system gives 20 (bloody long time?!?!) minutes lead. Father may have a bad memory, but he is in good shape. He can be anywhere in 20 minutes time.

We had a huge rage of laugh with my bro and stepmum. I know that we should not have, but this is absurd. He had been there only almost 6 hours. And we are so tired... I have had a headache all evening.

Good bye, good night sleep!
I am not familiar to the situation. Should I go and look for him? Where? Or let the Police search? It will be dark in two hours...

(sigh)
Susanna

additional note. My father has been found after been missing for an hour+. He had left to his old home... How he got there, nobody knows. Maybe had been walking. He said that he had not understood that he should stay the night in dementia home too.