Coming Home to Go Home ~Feb. 6, 2010

Being in the home you grew up with always comes with lots of memories. We actually haven't been here in a long time since our visits to Dad and Mom (Grandma and Grandpa)have either been at a hospital or the nursing home, so it was a little strange.
Dad's in the living room and Mom got a 24 hour care giver. A RN came by to discuss the medication that the hospital had recommended my mom administer and it was quite a list. After going through the list we had a chance to talk with her about some of the signs that can tell you that his time is near.
He's looking past us...not answering all of the questions....sleeping a lot...and is so very thin. (I hate weighing more than him. )
On the up side, he smiles occassionally and winked at me today while a tear ran down my cheek and appears to recognize everyone that is here and gave a big ol' smile to Kiana. She is broken hearted like her mom.
He does seem more peaceful, which I said in the last post.
The RN said that he is showing signs that it may be soon- 48-72 hours and went over the "comfort kit" for Dad should he need it. I think he may have told Mom he saw Henry, one of his old Coffee Buddies that passed a few years ago.
I will end on a funny story that Mom shared with me today. You all know that Dad was so funny- when Dr. Schwarz had to put a throat catheter (sp?) in his neck on Monday they took Dad to another room for the incision. He told the Dr. "just don't cut off my penis". I laughed because even today- Dad has such an awareness. Aren't we all so lucky that we had the opportunity to know him? He loved people and showed it. He never judged someone by how they looked and was a friend to everyone even though you could be very intimidated by his size ( 6feet, 200 pounds) . And he was a shining example of generosity- with money, smiles, hugs, encouraging words, and his time. There will never be another Moe! Love you Dad~ Jan