Daddy is doing good... he is back to eating soft foods... he wants meat and raw fruit but they are giving him soft stuff that will pass by the tumor that is blocking intestines... they say solids would lead to a painful death as his intestines could rupture if a blockage of waste developed above tumor ... the walls of his intestines are so thin they were afraid to do anything ... and there was not a long enough piece to run over to outside and put a bag on him ...
but he is back at nursing home and doing better... he is pain free and hoping to get well enough to move back to assisted living side ... doctors don't think he will ever be able to ... I am going over tomorrow to sit with him. .. Mostly I just sit and read from my Nook since he is sleeping alot... It is when he wakes up that is interesting … a lot of talk and the occasional try at escape
they put a body alarm on him but he gets it off... he wants to go outside and to ramble the halls like he was doing the day before all this started ... he can't by himself because his insurance hasn't approved a portable oxygen tank he could roll around... he takes the oxygen off to go to bathroom and by the time he is through his oxygen has dropped to 70 or so ...once went to 55 and he collapsed and took about an hour to get him back to his normal ... his ears and nose turned grey and it scared me ... he is like an ant and all his live has been in near perpetual motion ... the laying around is starting to way on him ... and then he tries to take off to go visit or to go outside to look at trees , bird and passing traffic...
part of me wants him to just slip away and be at peace ... the other part wants to keep him hear ... we have had a rough relationship and now as he lays dying he is opening up and trying to explain why he did things he did and apologizing without saying the words "I'm Sorry" ... all of us kids need this from him ...I don't ask or push him like one of my brothers do ... I just sit and listen and when he starts explaining his whys I answer anything he asks about how things affected me or hurt me ...
then he may slip off into a good time like berry picking in Alaska with a bear following us ... we smelled him before we saw him (bears stink) and he was between us and our house ... we casually made a big circle and came back to the house ... we also dumped the berries so he could stop and eat them and give us some time to make our get away ... that may not sound like a good memory but it is ...we worked as a team and didn't get eaten by a bear... And that was about 2 years before he told me he didn’t want girls that I just happened before he got his boys …
enough of my book... I am trying to catch up on laundry ... I have a load in the dryer and another in the washer... my people sure do go through alot of towels ... had two loads ...last night me and Bo had to share the last clean towel and he thought it was the end of the world …don‘t know what he was complaining about … he got it first with instructions not to dry his feet or nether regions ...I have to sit with Daddy tomorrow after I do mamo until around 6... then me and the girls will go over Saturday to visit ...over the weekend is easier .. friends from his church have started taking 2 hour stints with him to give us a break
Thanks for thoughts and prayers … I need them … this is a healing process for me and a mending between me and my dad … it has come about 42 years late … but better late than never …it is good … that said , his passing is going to hurt all the more because we are reconnecting …
I did learn a family secret that has haunted me since about 3rd grade when we studied the holocaust... my origin on Dads side is German ... I knew that my great grandfather got family out of Germany in early 40's and changed the spelling of his last name , settled in Alabama and worked in foundries and coal mines ... never knew anything other than they got out of Germany fast ... I have asked and been told it was none oe my business if we were of Jewish decent , Nazi getting out of Dodge ...just why did he pick up and leave with just his family and what they could carry ... turns out that he was a Jewish sympathizer and was working underground to hide Jews and get them out of Germany ... we he was identified as such he and his family was in danger of being killed and he managed to get out ... evidently he had been well off and bought his way out with property and ended up here nearly penniless ...
I think this is something to be proud of ... but my dad is a very prejudice man ... people different than him I think scare him ... he is better now as he has aged than when I was grown up but we butted heads growing up over my making friend that were black kids , a Japanese girl in the first grade , Mexican kids when we lived in El Paso etc ... I would have liked to know this years ago … I have always viewed people as just people …we are all different but that makes things interesting … I have always felt that people don’t deserve to be labeled due to race , religion etc … I guess I got that from my great grandfather that I never knew but now have a little bit of bio on …
OK… time to do something useful like more laundry
Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers