StarWarsGirl
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So, Uncle Paul made it through the night.
It was a restless, uncomfortable night for him, sadly.
They removed his IV yesterday, so he is not receiving fluids, nor is his pneumonia being treated.
The top of the bed is upright to help him breathe, and he is receiving oxygen through nasal prongs. Other than morphine and Ativan to keep him pain free and panic free, no other medication is being administered.
I am grateful for the interaction and good-byes we exchanged yesterday; however I will not be going back up. My auntie, the missionary, will continue to keep me posted. It will probably not be long.
Once someone gets to this point, my prayer is always that God will keep the patient pain-free, and free from any fear; and that peace settles upon all the family as well.
I know where Uncle Paul is going. And so does he.
Unfortunately, as my dad said in his last hours, "this dying thing isn't as easy as it looks".
Okay, I didn't run up to the hospital. I drove. So there.
I am ever so glad I did.
Uncle Paul has definitely rallied since this afternoon. There's a joke in our family that he's going to outlive us all. He just turned 87 last week, and he's definitely not bouncing back this time, but I am very grateful for the moments of lucidity he did have this evening.
I spent three hours with him. He knew who I was. He called me by name. Told me numerous times that he loved me. And said "God bless" multiple times.
He knows he's going, but he's not going without letting everyone know how much he loves them.
I feel so sorry for that branch of my family. My cousin Mick lost her husband just four months ago, and now she's losing her dad. And oh yeah, her 20 year old daughter's due date was today, and she is ready to pop any moment. The daughter has very complicated epilepsy and was warned against ever having children.
I suspect he'll pass within the next 24 hours, but I got to see him while he was at his best (post-stroke), and for that I am thankful.
And seriously, you never know, he might just outlive us all.
So sorrySo, Uncle Paul made it through the night.
It was a restless, uncomfortable night for him, sadly.
They removed his IV yesterday, so he is not receiving fluids, nor is his pneumonia being treated.
The top of the bed is upright to help him breathe, and he is receiving oxygen through nasal prongs. Other than morphine and Ativan to keep him pain free and panic free, no other medication is being administered.
I am grateful for the interaction and good-byes we exchanged yesterday; however I will not be going back up. My auntie, the missionary, will continue to keep me posted. It will probably not be long.
Once someone gets to this point, my prayer is always that God will keep the patient pain-free, and free from any fear; and that peace settles upon all the family as well.
I know where Uncle Paul is going. And so does he.
Unfortunately, as my dad said in his last hours, "this dying thing isn't as easy as it looks".
Anyone remember fresh, damp ditto copies?
It's a wonder we don't all have brain damage.
Or, you know ... you could just eat it.Thank you for the rhubarb @StarWarsGirl95 . I'll treasure it always.
Or until it grows fur and has to go on the compost pile.
Or until you decide to NAP and I take it and eat it.Thank you for the rhubarb @StarWarsGirl95 . I'll treasure it always.
Or until it grows fur and has to go on the compost pile.
Or, you know ... you could just eat it.
Or, take a nap, and then bake it into pie, and then eat itOr until you decide to NAP and I take it and eat it.
Ummm.....oh look! @jdmdisney99 took the rhubarb! Oh darrrn.Or, you know ... you could just eat it.
You can eat it?!Or, you know ... you could just eat it.
It's actually fake. For display only in a blenderYou can eat it?!
thats awful!Now this is scary stuff.
Gardening. 15 wasp stings. Not allergic. Dead.
http://www.newstalk1010.com/news/2014/07/22/quebec-mayor-dies-after-being-stung-by-wasps
Good Morning!
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bacon wrapped onion rings
This is one of the reasons why cats are useful.. just get cat, let it clean!UGH - I am really dumb sometimes.
I have individual milk drink boxes in the fridge at work so I don't always need to remember milk for my coffee and cereal. I opened one on Friday, and only had coffee, so it was pretty much full. I tried to smell it through the straw but couldn't smell anything. So I got the brilliant idea to gently squeeze the carton to get a whiff of the milk. Well, that's not what happened. I actually ended up shooting milk up my nose. It smelled fine.
I second!This (minus the tooth pick) would probably be good on a burger.
WAKA WAKA!Nevermore.
Well, here's a piglet taking a nap...
I agree on the second part.. the passing of my dad pretty much destroyed us for months.So, Uncle Paul made it through the night.
It was a restless, uncomfortable night for him, sadly.
They removed his IV yesterday, so he is not receiving fluids, nor is his pneumonia being treated.
The top of the bed is upright to help him breathe, and he is receiving oxygen through nasal prongs. Other than morphine and Ativan to keep him pain free and panic free, no other medication is being administered.
I am grateful for the interaction and good-byes we exchanged yesterday; however I will not be going back up. My auntie, the missionary, will continue to keep me posted. It will probably not be long.
Once someone gets to this point, my prayer is always that God will keep the patient pain-free, and free from any fear; and that peace settles upon all the family as well.
I know where Uncle Paul is going. And so does he.
Unfortunately, as my dad said in his last hours, "this dying thing isn't as easy as it looks".
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