Sunday afternoon I received a phone call that my dad was not doing well. He went in on Thursday morning for an outpatient surgery to put a plate in his broken arm. They ended up keeping him overnight and his health quickly began to deteriorate. He was not getting enough oxygen into his lungs. We found out Sunday night that he had pneumonia in both lungs. I was at a crossroads about leaving our "girl" trip early or waiting it out until we got home to travel to Abilene, TX.
We woke up Sunday morning and finished the final episode of season 2 of Downton Abbey and are excited to see the next season. I'm hooked and a huge fan! The girls and I decided it would be best for me to try to get a flight out and us leave our "birthday getaway" early in order for me to be with my parents. We arrived in Bentonville and I had enough time to repack a suitcase and get to the airport and was safely with my mom and brother by 11:00pm last night, Monday.
We arrived to the hospital this morning and I must admit, it was very hard to see my dad lying there with a bunch of tubes in him and not able to communicate. He opened his eyes long enough to see I was there, but can't keep them open or talk to us. We are limited on our visiting hours and I take every moment I can to go see him. He is now on a ventilator and is being fed by an NG Tube. They are having to keep him sedated due to the frustrations of wanting to pull all the tubes out of him. It's amazing how a simple "outpatient" surgery has turned into something much greater. I know Who's in control and I know that God's mercies are new every morning and great is His faithfulness. I do have a peace and I am so grateful to be able to be with my mom during this time. It is difficult to watch one of your favorite people in life struggle for his life.
The word "hope" I take for faith; and indeed, hope is nothing else but the constancy of faith.
I read this in a daily journal Susan Byrum gave me, and it's exactly what I need. My hope is not in man, but my hope is in the Lord and I can rest in perfect peace knowing that He is the One that has my "daddy" in His hands and will watch over him. On a side note; the nurse that took care of my dad today was named Janet. I told my dad that I couldn't stay with him all day, but God put another Janet there to take care of him.
"Today is the day the Lord has made,let us rejoice and be glad in it."