Not quite 24h ago, I have asked for your good thoughts, after getting a middle-of-the-night call from Mom. And your good words and prayers filled the comment box, with their very comforting effect.
This morning, I left a short update before packing a bag and hopping in my little brother’s car to ride to our parents’ hometown.
I spent all day at the hospital. Dad suffered a bad stroke just after going to bed Thursday night. He will have to go through carotid surgery. Soon. It just hasn’t been decided if it will be a stat surgery (like, possibly be scheduled as soon as tomorrow!), or if the doctors will let his brain heal a little (approximately 6 weeks) before performing the surgery.
Both are scary options. But there is no 3rd choice.
I have barely slept, for the last 36 hours or so. I have worked hard putting all my energy trying to support Mom who is devestated, and Dad who needs us to be positive and not to see in our eyes that he is scrap. Because he is not, even if seeing him this handicaped is very difficult.
I wanted to thank you all again! I haven’t had time to come answer your precious little notes, but I have read you all, and it felt good to get your kind comfort.
I am heading to bed now. Hopefully, tomorrow will be more about good news, and less about question marks.