My brother got here today from Arkansas today. That makes us all a little stronger.
Dad is still very much alert and has been moved to a room in the hospital so that we can all be with him all the time. We left him and mom alone tonight. She recently told us that at one point, a couple of months ago when they were at the hospital in Houston and dad was uncharacteristically depressed, she got in the hospital bed with him. They are quite a pair.
The prognosis remains the same. He has too many infections in different parts of his body and they are all fighting against each other. He isn't in pain (or so he says) though we can all tell he is very uncomfortable. The only clinical signs he is currently showing are very low blood pressure, diarrhea and jaundice. He now has a tube for the diarrhea, so that is helping somewhat with his comfort level.
His low blood pressure and his condition is "stable" according to one of his doctors. The next couple of days will dictate the future of his care, whether in the hospital or with hospice.
Tonight, we were all in the room with him (except for my brother's family who will be down from Arkansas later) and it was a typical happy Ransonette time. Dad spoke to each of us privately in very matter-of-fact terms about very practical matters. It's all very surreal.
We all have our moments of weeping and hugging and clinging, but they come at random times and rarely all at the same time. So, there's always someone stronger around to lean on.
My dear friend Janice/Poodles gave us this prayer today:
The light of God surrounds us.
The love of God enfolds us.
The power of God protects us, and
The presence of God watches over us.
Wherever we are, God is.
I've seen...and felt...a lot of God today.