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Reflections From The Beach


Friday, September 06, 2013

I actually wrote this on August 14th and is the first of blogs since then. Unless I change my mind and go out of order, I'll republish them here until I get caught up to real time.

Reflections From the Beach
I'm writing this from the beach. This morning I woke up in Tennessee, caught a 7:00 a.m. flight and was in Daytona Beach before 11:00 a.m. Big deal, you say and I get that. It's kind of hard of me to believe I'm here and after I finish telling the story I might ask your opinion and whether you'd make the same decision.

Wow. A pretty over used term but it pretty much sums up how I'm feeling about things right now. The last three weeks have been some of the most intense I can remember....lots of things going on with work, family, church, and my personal life. So much so that I don't really know where to start or if I can relate it all in a way that makes sense and is interesting. I don't know that anyone will even see this and that's okay. Just writing about it is carthartic.

First of all the family. My father in law went to the emergency room and was admitted with pneunomia and dehydration. He's 89 (90 later this month) and has been in great shape until recently so we thought he'd be in the hospital a few days and then life would be back to normal. I mean, he's famous in our family for chopping his own firewood, cutting his grass with a pushmower, etc. In fact, in the weeks before he went to the hospital he painted the outside of his house and washed all the windows inside and out.

Long story short, that didn't happen. Our tough, wiry, hard working father/father in law was very sick and was actually sicker than anyone imagined. His lung kept filling up with fluids and they had to operate to fix that. That was a week ago and he's been in ICU ever since.

Oh, did I mention he was the main caregiver for my 90 year old mother in law who is in the last stages of dementia? With him in the hospital, my wife (an only child), had to figure out what to do with her mom. We live about an hour away and it's not feasible right now for her to move in with them full time Thank God for Hospice because they arranged for her to go to something called Respite Care for six days. We still thought he'd be back home by then but we had no clue what he/we were facing.

I'll share more of the story tomorrow.
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