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The End is So Hard

Having a parent with end stage (insert disease here) is crushing.

 Eight months ago Dad was given six months to live, you do the math.  His heart is failing, his valves leaking.  He has been having dizzy spells for about five days now and has passed out twice.  The hospice doctors and nurses have told him to stay in bed.

 Talking to him today was gut wrenching.

 He went through a period after receiving his 'six months' where he wouldn't even say "I love you".

 That changed and he started saying it again.  Today was different.  Today he said I love you, and followed it by "I love you very much, Carol".  Was that 'good-bye'?

I can't stop crying.  


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