The doctors are saying that the chance of my dad making it at this point are slim. His body is in shock from a blood infection, and his heart is now failing. The stomach doctor came in to talk to my sister, Heather, after an ultrasound, and he told her that at this point the only way he could find out what is wrong with his stomach (ie. the vomiting and bleeding) was to open him up and do exploratory surgery. However, he said he would not make it through the surgery. He also said that my dad would most likely NOT make it through dialysis for his kidney failure either. His other doctor told my sister that they were pumping him full of antibiotics, and that all they could do was hope they would get rid of the infection and/or keep another infection from setting in. My sister signed the release form to begin the dialysis, because without it, my dad will die anyway. So, that is all I know at this point. Siting here, waiting for news and hoping & praying that he at least holds on until I can get there, is killing me. I am trying to keep busy by packing, taking care of the kids, cleaning the house, doing my homework, etc. But it is always there in the back of my mind!
My flight leaves out of Denver tomorrow morning @ 7:10. I have a layover in ATL and then I arrive in RDU at 2:35 PM. Tim called American a little while ago to try to get me switched to a flight out today but they didn't have anything.
Continued prayers would be greatly appreciated! I am trying to have faith that no matter what happens it is God's will and if my dad leaves this Earth before I get there, then it was his time to go. But how do you cope with that? How do you comprehend it? How do you keep going?!
Anyway, I will update you all as soon as I know more!
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Oh Jenn! I am so sorry. I will continue to keep your dad and your family in my thoughts and prayers. You guys have been through a lot lately.
I don't know if this helps at all...
I was there with my dad when he passed away 2 years ago. He was diagnosed with stage IV gastric cancer and was given 3 months to live. That time was probably the hardest time for my family -- watching him deteriorate so drastically, while all my mom could do was obsess over ways to prolong his life. He lived for another year and four months, but spent the last month of his life in the hospice ward at Rex.
My mom, sister, and I were constantly by his side, taking turns to make sure he was never alone because he could have passed at any time.
My personal experience with my dad being sick, I'm sure, is different from everyone else's, but what kept me strong and sane was that I knew that God had a plan and reason for everything.
All 3 of us were at the hospital together the night my dad passed away. He was showing signs of shutting down completely, so we all decided to stay that night. My sister snuck out for a second to talk on her cell and get some fresh air, and as a result,ended up missing the very moment that he passed.
I can say with certainty that she was not meant to be there for that moment. It was enough for her to be able to spend the time that she did with my dad, and I don't think that she would have been able to cope well if she had watched him pass. On the same token, my mother and I would not have been able to cope well if we had NOT been there as he passed.
If your father ends up passing before you can make it back to NC to be with your family, just know that maybe it's meant to be that way...
One thing that I do know about you is that you don't live with regrets. Everything truly does happen for a reason whether you realize it now or later.
I will continue to pray for you and your family...
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