Feb 01, 2011 - 5:07 pm
dad's hospice nurse came today and after her assessment told me he had 3 or 4 days. he most likely has swelling on the brain which is causing the confusion and the combativness. wow...i feel like i'm finally able to take a deep breath...and actually let it out. there i go again, going through the motions. i've made most of the obligitory phone calls and told my little man. he said "what if it happens at night and i know when i get up...i'll have a sad day at school" poor baby...he's so sensitive. i told him i would keep him home if his papaw died at night.
i have a sudden urge to clean....i got people coming! funny how the mind works.....
more than anything, keep my little man in your prayers. i know it will hit me sooner or later. my ex step mom came and i held it together till i seen her break down. poor thing took care of her sister for 23 months and she died from the same damn cancer.
now, the next time i can catch him lucid, i'm gonna tell him it's ok to go and that i'll be alright. he told the nurse he was at his house and that i was his girlfriend but he couldn't remember my damn name...had a good chuckle over that. i am, at best, happy he's in a good place in his mind.
you guys rock!