The nurse from hospice told us that my dad's lungs are filling with fluid, and that he may last a couple of days at best. When I visited him this morning, he didn't know who we were. He was rolling his blanket and swiping at things in the air that were not there. He is constantly talking, but it's all slurred or mixed up and nothing makes much sense. I took my camera so that I could get pictures of he and the kids, and then decided that was probably not wise, he looks pretty bad and that is not what I want them to remember...This is going to be a tough week.
Madison is growing, and still sleeps a lot. Luke and Harlie are excited for the new house and a little bit unsure of things because their world is changing so much right now...Tyson and I are just ready to have one place to live and all of our belongings under one roof and out of boxes...We move Saturday..hopefully.
Thank you everyone for your love and support, we are so blessed to have such great friends and family to encourage us.
2 comments:
sorry to hear about your father. let us know if we can do anything for you.
moving, painting, boxes… I feel your pain.
I am so sorry to hear about your dad. We love you!!!! Good luck with the move! I wish I lived closer so I did not feel so much that my hands are tied. Know that you and your family are in our prayers. Rely on the peace that the Lord gives and know that families are meant to be together forever.
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