Update on Dad

Yesterday the hospital sent him home, even though he was too weak to walk. The wisdom of a small town hospital. My nephew and a neighbor had to carry him back into Mom and Dad's condo.

Today he got worse, got a high fever, and is back at the hospital. He is even weaker. Cannot raise his head off the pillow, or lift a hand to scratch his face. My brother is there from Cincinnati, and my sister and my niece. I'm waiting to hear whether I should fly there tomorrow, or, God willing, he recovers and I'll go later on to be of help.

I keep telling myself this is all in God's hands, and in His timing. So I pray for grace and strength, especially for my mom. I would really like to see my dad again, but if he is ready to leave this life behind, I pray his transition is gentle.

Thanks for listening. I'm blogging mainly to keep sane right now.