Day 40

If you had asked me if I would be writing a "Day 40", 5 weeks ago, I would have said, "no", but here we are.

I actually took Quinn and Hayden up to see Dad today. Figured 5 weeks without Grandkids makes One Weak - well, that's not actually the saying, but we'll improvise. They were the healthiest of the bunch, so they got to go.

When we got there around 10:00 am, Ethan was about to take Dad for a little walk around the hall. Dad wasn't too enthused, but he did it. The kids have to stay in the hospital room, so we just hung out with Mom while they went. Mom says Dad does more for us than for her right now, so she was happy to let Ethan take the lead.

While we were there, Dad tried to take his last pill for the morning, and he just couldn't get it down - in fact he lost it, only to find it later in his mouth already. Then he choked it out and couldn't swallow it. It's beyond miserable.

The nurse came in to switch out some antibiotics on his IV pole and he asked her to look under the bed for somebody, so she did. She reported that no one was there, maybe a leprechaun, and he said, "oh no!", kiddingly. He's still pretty in and out.

Thinking on these past 40 days especially during Lent, I draw some comfort from the similarity of Jesus in the dessert for 40 days and nights being tempted and then coming out renewed, stronger, revived. I feel like my Dad has been in the same dessert and I'm praying he'll come through the other side renewed. It really is only our faith that gets us through these times in our life and I'm hoping that by Easter, our family is resurrected whole and healthier too.

Thank you for your prayers! Thank you to the visitors of late - it means the world to us that you come.