Well, it's Tuesday, December 23, 2009, and I am in Yuma, Arizona. On my way down to visit with my parents in Nevada, I received a phone call that my grandfather had a stroke and was on his way to the hospital. So, instead of stopping in St. George on Thursday, my parents met me in Mesquite and drove the rest of the way to Las Vegas with me. Friday morning my parents and I drove to Yuma and have been here since then.
I've been watching him since Sunday on my own. I've helped the nurses turn him, change him, swab his mouth, do therapy, put tubes in, etc... It's been quite the experience, but I'm glad I've had this opportunity to take care of him. Right now he's resting after a long hard day. He's had a lot of visitors today: five different doctors, tons of family members that came in, more attempts at the NG tube, sitting up in a chair, therapy etc.
So, please, if anyone is reading this blog, please pray for my grandfather and our family. He's been really good, but today he said he wanted to die. If he does... God be with us.
Merry Christmas everyone. Please call the ones you love. There's never enough time to put off what "should" be done today.
All my love and best wishes this holiday season. Be smart and safe.
Pili girl~
