Dave passed away last month. I watched him get so skinny. It was difficult for him to swallow but somehow the aide helped him with oatmeal in the morning. He was hungry but nothing stayed in him for long. I cried to my son that morning saying, I don't know how much longer he can go on like this. God must have heard me because he died that afternoon.
This blog was helpful as I poured my heart out to you. Thanks for listening dear readers, When I look at other people going through this long goodbye, I know what stages will follow. I never accepted how bad he was. It is a blessing he is gone, but as Michael Bolton sings, How do I go on without you. It is not easy.
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