Dad is finally home now. He's on oxygen full time. Hospice came in and set up a bed and all the equipment. As you may, or may not know, Hospice usually comes in when there are 6 weeks or less left. Dad has really lost a lot of ground over the last 10 days, and he knows it. He said to my Mom "I'm going downhill fast".
I cannot express to you what it does to me to see my Dad lying in the hospital bed, twitching and reaching out for things that aren't there. Every breath is labored. He looks so fragile, a memory of the man he used to be. I don't have the words or the frame of mind to share with you all that is happening or has happened over the last week. Thank you all for being there for me and my family. Say an extra prayer for us when you have a moment. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. I feel so bad for my Mom, she's so strong and yet I know this is breaking her heart.
I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. Why haven't we cured this disease yet? With all our advanced medicine and technology, we should have figured out how to kill this disease by now.
I'll be taking vacation time one or two days a week to give my Mom a break. I'll write when I am able.