My dad made it through today. I do not expect him to ever be conscious again, as the pain in his body from the cancer has to be unbearable, and the morphine drip keeps it at bay, but keeps him unconscious. Late last night...about 3 AM, he spoke to my mom and asked her Hows your car for gas? He was obviously still messed up from the pain killers. Today, before the morphine drip was started, and as his last shot of it was wearing off, he muttered Whats happening to me? or something like that. It took me off guard that he was speaking, and now he is hard to understand. Very sad. I was there with my kids this evening. My mother had fallen asleep on a bed that Rex provided and was out like a light. We did not stay long, as I did not want to wake her up. She needs the rest. Right before we left, I leaned over my father and told him this. Dad, its Jeff. I want you to know that I love you, and thank you for all you did for me. Ill be alright, mom will be alright. you can let go now. I kissed him on the forehead, and said Well be alright dad. Let go. Let go and follow the light. I had to leave the room and get into the hallway quick. That is the hardest thing I have ever had to say to someone....
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 05:35:36 +0000
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