Mom and Dad

My brother called and told me Dad was no longer getting out of bed.  He didn’t want to eat.  He was incontinent.  He could not walk anymore even with his walker.  He could not get up from the toilet without help.  Dad could not.

Dad had been dying for almost five year, ever since Mom passed away in 2014.  And now, he was at the end.  My brother refused to recognize it.  I flew out, put on my doctor coat, and made the same decisions for Dad that I had made for Mom, decisions that my brother could not make then or now.  Dad became an in-hospital hospice patient, and I stayed in the room with him that night.  A little after midnight I came awake suddenly, and I knew Dad was gone.

I am convinced Dad was listening to Mom; I am convinced Mom finally forgave Dad.  And I am convinced they are together again.

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