Most of you know i received the dreaded middle of night call from home. My Dad has had congestive heart failure for years. His heart is currently pumping at 15% of capacity. I flew home with intention of staying a few days, i was there for a week and a half. Dad wants to go home. They put him in a nursing home. I swore as a little girl, promised him he would never wind up in a nursing home. I set up a meeting with hospice and they are evaluating him Wednesday so that they met set his home up so that he may go home. I have returned to Florida to get my kids through the last three weeks of school here, and then will return to California to care for my Dad until..well..whenever...I'm scared something will happen before i get there, i am fighting time. I apologize for not returning your comments and love, please give me a couple of days to catch up, figure the next life changes ahead...give your Dad's an extra hug tonight...time is not our friend...i love you all and thanks for your support and love.. peace and hugs
