Hospice & Treatment

Hospice and Treatment are consuming my mind at the moment.

My husband received an email from his sister yesterday saying that hospice would be going to his parents home beginning today for his father. We all knew in our hearts that he wasn't getting better, but Hospice - my husband and I weren't prepared for that - at least I wasn't.

My father in law

Last night we dropped my daughter off for treatment for a minimum of 28 days. It was one of the most difficult things I have done as a parent. I'm proud of her - I know how hard it was for her to walk in that door and not turn around and walk out. She has struggled for a long time, so this is going to be a good thing for her and everyone involved.

As for me, my head is full of mixed emotions - it's just too much. But, I don't let anything keep me down, I can't, or some one would end up having to work hard on getting me to function again... I know that about me. When my mother passed away I told myself I had one day to lie in bed, cry and feel sorry for myself, and that's what I did. I don't do many "me" days and I don't feel that I need one yet. I'm just praying like a crazy woman for my family - that's all I can do.

"You can do more than pray after you have prayed; but you can never do more than pray until you have prayed." A.J. Gordon

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