This has been a difficult week. My older son and I are very close. He shares so much of his life with me and usually that is a good thing. The past couple of weeks have seen him making choices that are highly unusual for him. I just try to keep the communication lines open and pray for him.
Dave's mom has decided she no longer want to take dialysis. She has been in the hospital for over 5 months and her quality of life is horrible. She has had a minor heart attack, a mini stroke, and multiple infections. She is a diabetic and has very little sight left. She hasn't taken a step since she went into the hospital and the doctors have told her there is really nothing else they can do for her. When Dave went to visit her in July we honestly thought that would be the end but she has held out for three more months. She really wants to go home and we are hoping that Hospice can help with that. Dave, his brothers and Harley (her husband) are having a hard time with this and when Dave hurts, I hurt. When Dave spoke to his mom yesterday afternoon she asked about Bailey, the kids and I.
On a more pleasant note, I am leaving Sunday afternoon to visit my Grandmother in Pennsylvania. She is an amazing lady, she is 93 and lives alone (next door to my Uncle). I was the first grandchild born on her birthday so we have always been close. My dad and I are driving and returning home a week from Sunday. I will also be able to visit with other family member. I have an Aunt and cousins that I will try and connect with while I am there.
So, today I plan on running errands and getting the house ready to leave. Dave will be home with dogs and I know the phone lines will be busy while I am gone. I miss him already.