The fog is back.
I spent yesterday at the hospital. We got no good news from the doctors about my dad. The tall Indian doctor leaned over his bedside, looked into my stepmom's eyes and said - loudly and clearly - to make sure she understood - that things are very serious. He said they were "running out of options."
I sat in that hospital chair that reclines, off to the side. My sister's mom held my hand that I had crossed across my body, and squeezed it. I couldn't stop the soft, slow, warm tears.
Not long after that, my stepmom and my bonus mom went to lunch. And it was just me and Dad. It's so dark and quiet and calm in his room in the ICU when no one is in there. There are predictable sounds. The ventilator going up and down, the occasional beep. The wheels of carts being rolled by, just outside the door.
I sat there, holding his warm hand, with one hand.
He had a tight grip that pulsed - like a muscle spasm.
With my other hand, I texted my brother and sister all of the information I was able to absorb from the doctor. I copied and pasted my updates in another text - to my husband.
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What's happening is so hard to understand. He was doing better, it appeared. He was sitting up beside the bed. Yesterday, he was supposed to have a swallow test. Now, here we are.
The doctor mentioned, kind of off-hand to us that Dad is his most stable patient right now. That slammed me up against the wall. I cannot imagine having that kind of stress in my life! Since he said that, I have not stopped praying for that man!
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Thank you for your prayers and support and your offers to help in any way that you can.
Know this: There is peace. There is quiet. There is calm. There is strength among the women of this family who sometimes have nothing in common - except for the love they had or have or will always have for my dad.
I want him to pull through.
I'm not giving up, yet.
I'll head back up there today, and grab a hold of his hand again, and squeeze.
7 comments:
Oh Dana- I'm praying, friend. Praying.
Oh Dana, I have been in the exact same position you are in right now. In our already complicated and hard lifes this is just too much. Our daddys. I am lifting him and you Dana, in prayer.
Dana,
I am praying for you. It breaks my heart to hear what you and your family are going through.
Keep holding his hand, he knows you are there.
Reading your blog brings me right back to all the times I sat in that same spot, next to my mom, listening to all those sounds and staring at her face.
I'm sending you good thoughts to help you stay strong, as so many of your friends are doing. You are loved by so many.
Hugs!!!
Mary Kay Mallonee
you and your family are in my prayers <3 i've been praying non stop for y'all.
Stay Strong love!
Oh, Dana.
I, too, have been in this spot - more than once - and when I was I called on you to please pray for my Dad, my stepmom, my family.
I will pray for your Dad, for the women who love and have loved him, for all of your family and for his care team. I am sending you all strength to get through this time.
Peace and love.
~M.
Praying as well!
Jesus, be near!
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