Mom took Dad to the Cancer clinic on Wednesday. She wanted to just take a taxi, figured it was going to be a routine visit, x-ray and some blood work. But it turned out to be more....the Oncologist has given Dad about six weeks left to be on this earth. Hard news to take.
I am not ready to let him go. My emotions run like a roller coaster, one minute I can handle talking about him, the next I am in tears at the thought of him. He is hooked up to oxygen now and there is tubing running over their floor...it should help him with his labored breathing. Mom looks tired most of the time, daily chores become very labor intensive. My brothers stay in touch with my parents daily, now.
I find it difficult to sleep through the night, my mind is restless. Sometimes, I find myself just staring off into space....I guess my head just needs a moment away from it all.
Each day seems to bring something different and we need to be purposeful to find some happy moments. Sometimes I am too tired to do that, too.
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