Waiting For The Other Shoe

I’m going to write this, while I still have hope because there is the possibility that at any moment that hope will be dashed.

Dad had an EEG to test for brain functionality. We are waiting on results. If his brain is highly compromised, this would be about the end of my story. Dad does not want to live that way. But for now I still have hope. Until I get that next call, I can dream that everything is possible. God willing, the test will come back positive and we will continue on but I’m painfully aware of the possibility of bad news.

Dad is scheduled to have 3 procedures tomorrow. To start the long term dialysis, to put in a tracheotomy, and put in a feeding tube. The doctors want us there after the procedures are done to talk to us. Makes me nervous that they want us all there. They also believe that dad may be having seizures. The EEG will hopefully give us some answers.

So for the moment I can live in my hope. I can live with the belief that dad will wake up and heal and be my dad again. But I’m also waiting for the other shoe to drop and it’s exhausting.