If you’ve been following my One Thankful Mom Facebook page or my OTM Instagram, you know I made an emergency trip to the Seattle-area because my dad is critically ill. I left without saying goodbye to the kids (they were at school) and was swept into the strange life of the hospital.
We’ve had lots of bad news. He got MRSA when his pacemaker was put in a few weeks earlier and there are many problems associated with it. Not the least of which is the pacemaker had to be removed. He also had a valve replacement last summer and the valve is also infected.
The good news is we’ve pulled together as a family to support my dad, mom, and one another. I have two sisters (I’m the middle – don’t be surprised), and thankfully we love each other and we’re close. Together with my mom, the four of us have spent many long days at the hospital.
We’ve had enough time to wander and find the bright spots, like the stained glass window in the chapel, and the deli with good soup.
The older grandchildren who live within driving distance came to see my dad last weekend. Those who live farther away have FaceTimed.
Last Saturday, Russ drove over to be with me. I loved watching him care for my dad. When everyone left, we decided to stay the night in his room. They gave us a twin-size roll-away bed that was very cozy, but just right.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke to see Russ sitting at my dad’s side, feeding him ice chips. It moved my heart to see him serve my dad.
As a family, we’ve had many hard conversations about life, death, the future, and more. We’ve shared stories and laughed together.
Noah, who will graduate from medical school in a month, facilitated a family discussion and helping us sort through and clarify the treatment plan.
Thankfully, my dad is making a little progress, enough so that I decided to drive home yesterday. Ten days is a very long time for me to be away from the kids and I felt I needed to go home for a little bit.
I unpacked with re-packing in mind. Nearly everything in my suitcase went in the washer. I refilled all of my toiletries – shampoo, conditioner, lotion. I recharged my travel sound machine (the one I gave Russ for Christmas that I’ve already traveled with three times) and battery pack.
I’m ready to get back in the car at a moment’s notice. Thankfully, I’m only 300 miles away, which is far better than across the country.
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I came home to daffodils starting to bloom (yay!) and wet, sloppy snow (boo!), but it’s good to be here writing at my kitchen table.
I send you my love – and for those of you who have been praying for us, thank you from the depths of my heart.
With courage and hope,