It seems, from preliminary findings, that my dad died from a heart attack brought on by diabetes. Tomorrow he will be cremated in Cappoquin, County Waterford, without me there to bid farewell. Four Scottish thistles will be placed on his coffin from our family in remembrance of better days amongst the heather.
The doctors still seem optimistic that Scotts counts will bounce back. All we can do is lean on their wisdom and hope they are right. He has one more week of grace and if no improvement is seen by next Thursday a bone marrow aspiration will be done. With such a low anc he is at critical risk of infection so he will be drinking and bathing in Clorox over the coming days. :)
My stomach feels like a blender going full throttle and my head is pounding. I am smoking again and cursing like a wizened old dock worker. My heart is broken. Yuppers, full scale pity party going on in our house for sure.
And we'll all go together
And pick wild mountain thymeAll around the blooming heather
Would ye go, Daddy would you go?
3 comments:
Stephanie, we are so sorry to hear about your dad and are keeping you all in our thoughts and prayers. Sorry Scott's numbers are still so low... sure hope that they will come up so that he can get on with getting on. Know that you are all thought of often here in Maine. Hugs to you all!
Stephanie, I'm so sorry to hear about Scott's numbers, I sure hope they come up soon. I'm thinking of you all and hoping tomorrow will be a bit better for you. Sending well wishes and hugs, Angel Laura
Stephanie, it seems this year is ending on the same note,unfortunately, as it began.
My heart is breaking for you and your family. All my good thoughts and wishes are going your way for healing your heavy heart and for Scott's counts to go back up.
I hope you can feel the hug I am psychically sending your way.
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