Beginning of the End?
Just got an email from my sister. My dad was readmitted to the hospital last night because he was bleeding out again. She said he's a mess. Giving that and what he's gone through the past month, I have this feeling that he may not have much longer.
To quickly catch my reader(s) up: At the end of August his divorce lawyer didn't show up to a scheduled court appearance. When they finally got a hold of him he said that my father didn't do any of the paperwork needed (again) and with nothing to hand in and my dad being in the hospital, why bother showing up?
Now, no one was told he was in the hospital and sis, mom, and I all thought it was bull. No one called any of the hospitals in his area to check so I did. Yep! He was in one. My sister called the next day to see what was going on. Turns out he had been in since the beginning of August, had some sort of a small stroke, three toes on his right foot were so bad (MRSA infection and complications due to Type 2 diabetes) that they needed to be amputated, and for some reason, he was bleeding out in his intestines and landed up needing 6 pints via trasfusion. He seemed stable enough to be moved to a rehab place last Thursday but the bleeding started again last nite.
As I said my gut feeling is that he'll never see home again alive. I'm fine with that in a lot of ways. Granted, if he goes soon, it's a landmark major event in my life but giving everything that has happened esp. the events and revelations that have happened over the past 2 years or so, my guess is I'll be okay. Lets hope so.