My…a little time has passed since my last post. Hmmm.
December turned out to be the month from hell as some of you know. Pops was diagnosed with double pneumonia that required immediate surgery. Although the docs thought the surgery would go well…they weren’t sure about him coming off the respirator. Well…that all went swimmingly.
A week later things went downhill quickly and I had to “make the decision”. In the early hours our Christmas Eve Pops passed peacefully and I went to a dark place for a while. I’m still trying to figure out just how everything got handled this past month and half. Mark and Aunt Paula certainly made things easier and kept me sane throughout. And…I received so many notes and cards from my dear friends I never once felt alone in this.
I’m so grateful to have such a loving, caring support network and I thank you all from the bottom of my heart.
I miss you Pops!!
Raising a toast (of coffee – its early here) to Chet – cheers to Chet!
And now a toast to Rodger – cheers to Rodger! And a hug.
hugs.