Archive for December, 2012
I’ve been missing on here for a long while. It’s been chaotic. Lots of good stuff happening.
There’s also been some really difficult things going on~my dad is still not doing well at all. He has been in the hospital 7 times since his bypass surgery. A little over 3 weeks ago, he passed out and broke his leg…and, since he can’t seem to do anything halfway, he REALLY broke it bad in 3 places…had to have surgery. It just complicated what was already complicated.
Last week he was told he has a defect in his central nervous system. It’s just never-ending. Please pray for him.
Anyway. I’ve been worried sick. Dying to get there. And also trying not to go WHILE he’s in the hospital because when I rush there when he’s IN the hospital, he rushes to get OUT of the hospital before he really should so he can be with me. 🙂
This past Saturday was his birthday and Greyley and I surprised him with a visit. He had NO idea we were coming.
I’d like to say right off the bat that my dear daughter is such a fine traveling companion. She was a happy spark of joy every single moment. It was such a treat to have this time with her.
She is also a very fine moving walkway model. I think she could go big-time with this, don’t you agree?
My dad can’t put ANY pressure on his foot at all. And he’s on oxygen full-time. So this is a rare moment with him unattached to any machines or walkers. I like it. I want to keep it like this…not just for a picture. For REAL.
He is the sweetest daddy. He really is.
I didn’t leave the house while I was there, but when it looks like this, why go anywhere?
I missed my boy so bad it hurt. He’s my heart and I like to hear his running soundtrack that has become my own. So I took a picture of his picture. How pitiful is this mama.
Picture by Jennifer Bong
At least I could eat away my sorrows.
The homemade pies were delicious, but wouldn’t you know it, I didn’t get a picture of them.
SO good. Raisin Cream Pie and Sour Cream Pie. Yum.
But these S’mores were also wonderful. Look at the cute little arms!
The chocolate melted to perfection. I didn’t get a picture of that either. Had to eat that goodness.
My mama is hanging in there. She’s weary. But she’s not showing it. She’s so concerned for my dad and doting on him, taking care of his every need. I don’t know what he would do without her. I’m just hoping she will keep her strength, get rest in all the spaces and sleep the sleep of the angels when she goes to bed at night. And that joy will be in her every step, even in these hardest times. That’s my wish for her. She needs a humongous crown with lots of jewels in heaven. But that’s MY wish for her, not her wish. heehee
It was so hard to leave. I’m not a crier, but I cried. And cried. And cried some more. I hate seeing my dad suffer and I hate being so far from him, period, much less while he’s going through this.
But this cat kept trying to lighten the mood.
And it worked.