These are the thoughts I have been having over the past few days.
Things were going really good. Really, really good. You might have guessed that since you haven't heard from me.But I'm here and things are no longer good.
Tuesday morning my Mom wasnt able to breathe. She has Congestive Heart Failure. This information isnt new to us. She has been dealing with CHF for years and managing. Tuesday my brother got the call even worse than the one where we were told our Dad had died. He was called to the hospital as my Mom wasnt responsive and being intibated. He said the chaplain was called and the doctors wanted to know what our wishes were for her, saying we could keep her comfortable.
My Mom's heart is enlarged. It has become so enlarged it is almost filling her entire chest cavity. The doctors were able to drain the fluid from her lungs and get her breathing again. They were pleased at how much she improved but also have cautioned us that this is just the beginning and it is only going to worsen.
This is where the thoughts came into play. My Dad should be here. He was a strong man. The reason I know this now is because every time our family has had a crisis since he died has been so much harder to get through.
Im sure my Mom has had the same thoughts but I am relieved she isnt giving up and still wants to fight and stay here. Im not ready to lose my Mom yet....and Dad, 'You should be here."
