Well, I guess I am just going to have to jump in here with both feet.
It’s always a little odd to get back in the swing of things after an unexpected blog break.
Thank you to all who sent kind words, cards and emails of concern when my father passed away. It still feels surreal, like he is just over at his house, with his wife and dog, waiting for his next piece of pecan pie.
I will provide a little back story to give you a fuller picture.
About 5 years ago my father was diagnosed with pulmonary fibrosis. He was very ill and after trying many things, they got him straightened around and he did pretty well, came off oxygen and reduced some medications, maybe even eliminated some. He seemed to be managing quite well when we saw him and his wife Marilyn on New Years Eve for fondue to celebrate the New Year and both of their BIG 80th birthdays!!!
A week or two after he was admitted to the hospital with pneumonia and they finally sent him home with oxygen. After some further testing they said his pulmonary fibrosis was active again and things did not look very good.
He seemed to be declining quickly and on a Thursday afternoon, he fell (or passed out from lack of oxygen) and ended up being taken to University of Michigan for a full pulmonary workup, and that news was even worse. They released him into hospice on Monday afternoon, and he passed away the next day.
There is more in between those paragraphs. There always is. I don’t think any of us expected him to decline so quickly, least of all him. I spent the night with him that last night in hospice and he remarked more than once that if they could get his medication straightened around, he might get 5 more years. He had done it before you know.
But in his heart he knew, or was beginning to know. He also said a couple times that he guessed he was not going to die by getting hit by a bus, or he figured the lights were really going out this time. It was hard to watch him try and get his head around his mortality.
There is more to be said here, but this feels like enough for today. A start.