| Sunday Morning
Daddy is still with us. I went in at 6am and turned him, washed his face and head. I bathed and powdered him. I hadn't shaved him for 2 days and I knew that if he knew that, he would be horrified, so I shaved him and used those little pink sponges on a stick to wet his mouth and lips. I talked to him, told him again how much I love him and how it really ok to go be with mom.
He cannot respond, of course. But there is nothing in this world that could convince me that he did no hear me.
By the way - you know that old adage that speaks of the "rule of 3s"? You cannot survive more than 3 minutes without air, 3 days without water and 3 weeks without food? It's wrong. Daddy has had no liquids at all since last Wednesday. Five days ago.
Hang on to my towels, friends. I am here alone as dh is at work, Patrick and Jodi are at her house. I am going through this alternately hysterically and numbly. Right this second, I am numb. It won't last, but I appreciate the fact that the waterworks have shut down for the time being.
Thank you all for lifting daddy up in prayer. He will be dancing to "Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White" with momma soon enough. What a great moment that will be for him - and her. She's been waiting since September 10, 2004. She's waited a long time.
...lil' deb
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