I'm back in Louisiana as my Father's health has taken a dramatic turn for the worse. He's been in the hospital for a couple of weeks now and just a couple of days ago it looked as if he would be going home. Then, in the span of one night, things went downhill in a hurry. He's currently in the ICU at North Oaks Hospital here in Hammond and though it's still very unclear if he will be able to pull through, perhaps it might be time for him to move on.
His quality of life has been horrible the last year or two and when I was down here at Christmas, it was clear to me that he was close to being ready. He's fought a good fight, better than I had ever imagined, but I could see it in his eyes last month, that will to live at any cost was gone. And you know what? As much as I will miss him, and I will miss him tons, I totally get his reasons for not necessarily giving up but refusing any drastic measures to keep him alive.
The doctors and nurses have taken great care of him and this hospital is very nice, so I'm grateful that he's had such wonderful care. My brother and I are here, his wife Lynn, her children and grandchildren as well and friends seem to come quite regularly. If this is indeed his time, I know it will be better for him having all of us here.
If praying is your kind of thing, say a prayer for my Dad tonight. He's one of the good ones and I know he'd appreciate it. If, like me, praying isn't quite your thing, well, think good thoughts and use your Jedi powers to keep the Force alive and well.