So, I'm writing in here tonight... I have a ton of things going through my head, mostly dealing with my dad. He's back in the hospital, this time with bronchitis. He told my mom and I that this time feels 'different' from the last times... when asked how different, he just said "Different different", so we don't t know what to think about it... There are 8 days until Christmas and only 9 weeks until Riley is due... I want him to meet her, to know her...
With dad going in and out of the hospital, I feel like my emotions are on a yo-yo string. I love my dad, I'm a daddy girl... but I don't want to see him suffer. I know he's tired of fighting like this and I know that he hates having to keep going into the hospital. I can see the fight draining from his eyes. It's literally heart breaking. He told the nurse the other day that he wants to be around to spoil the grand kids but he doesn't want to be a burden on us.
Mom took dad to the ER this morning about 1:30am, dad wanted to wait until this morning and call the dr. The nurse at the hospital told him flat out that he can't do things like that because there's a good chance he could of been dead. He has a-fib {his heart begins to race like he's running a marathon, even if he's just sitting, so he feels like he has to catch up with his breath, so someone with lungs like his, it's dangerous}.
I know it's going to happen eventually... and tomorrow is never promised.... Just please, keep us in your thoughts and prayers. I'll try and keep everyone updated... |
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