You Never Know

My dad was 79 years old and in relatively good health. He still had semi-annual check-up with his heart doctor because they were watching one of his ?somethings?. The first part of the month he and Mom both came down with covid. It affected them differently.

Nearing the two week mark, Mom was starting to feel a bit better, not good, just better. However Dad did not. Mom had been sleeping in the recliner in the living room because it was easier to breathe and thus sleep AND because she was coughing during the night and didn’t want to disturb Dad’s sleep.

Finally, she decided to sleep in the bed to tend to Dad throughout the night. She gave him ice chips and helped in any way she could.

I remember her telling me that one night, he reached over and held her hand. That just makes me cry; his tenderness and wanting to hold the hand of his love while feeling so miserable.

I believe it was the next morning that Dad was really struggling to breathe and wasn’t getting any better, so my brother-in-law, who was also sick with covid, ran him (with my mom) to the ER. Mom said that on the way back my brother-in-law was so sweet, he tried to keep things lighthearted. :)

Thus began a ten day stay in the hospital in the ICU. We had NO CLUE that he wouldn’t return home. I’ll always remember her telling me about him holding her hand that last night. :p (You can read more about what happened here.)

All this to say, you never know what will happen. Make every day count!!!

Until next time, God bless,

Michele ºÜº

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