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Thank goodness, 11 months ago

my father has gone on morphine. Pain serves no purpose at this point. We know that his body is failing and the goal is life quality, not longevity or healing. He’s surprised to be alive in 2009 and perhaps wishes he was not, but he continues on with the same sweetness and humor I’ve known all my life. My mother – words fail. Her heart’s second beat is slowing. I ache for her and can offer no comfort.

Jan 01, 2009, 05:40PM PST | 7 cheers

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Enore is

...sigh...

It’s nearly out of place here, Ti…but…Happy New Year, cutie.

Sorry, hon.

Jan 01, 2009, 05:41PM PST | Thread | Respond to this 1 cheer

Tiisi

Happy New Year,

Unc.

He’s not doing too bad, pain aside. He’s been “terminally” ill for so long now, and outlived so many last chances, that it’s hard to adjust expectations. Sometimes I feel like I’m shoving him into the grave and sometimes I feel like I’m in denial. An odd, floating unreality has set in, I think. Limbo.

Despite this, I know 2009 will be a great year.

Jan 01, 2009, 05:47PM PST | Thread | Respond to this 2 cheers

Long John Silvie is moving about - slowly, but is moving about

Limbo

is exactly what it is.

Give him lots of gentle hugs while he’s still here for them, and I hope the morphine helps to make it all more bearable (but be prepared for him to be totally spaced out)

Jan 02, 2009, 01:40AM PST | Respond to this 2 cheers