Sweet girl, this is so hard. Props to you for being present to it. Not everyone would be. I saw AWAKENINGS after my grandfather died (on video, back in the day) and had to excuse myself from my friend to go bawl in the bathroom for 20 mins. There was this moment (a day and a half?) where my grandfather could see without his glasses, hear without his hearing aids, and it was so magical and beautiful...and then it went away (and that's what the film reminded me of). However, the greatest gift I gave to myself (and maybe him? I owed him a lot), was to be present, fully there through his decline (it was pneumonia brought on by radiation to shrink a tumor in his lung and he was 82). They even gave him a "shot" (a therapeutic overdose) of morphine to help him transition. But he took a nice nap and woke up! Those were the most precious few days of my life, being with him, holding his hand and smiling at each other (he couldn't talk at that point, it was all telepathic). This is hard, Ororo. You don't need me or anyone else to tell me that. But you are there. And that means something to her, your father, your sister, and yourself. Give yourself a pat on the back on a regular basis. Hug your loved ones and pat them on the back, too. This is hard. But it's gold. xo
Thank you. I needed to hear that. I need little reminders like that. I had a follow-up visit with my naturopathic doctor today and she said, "Remember to breathe." I'm trying! Lordt, I'm trying.
Sweet girl, this is so hard. Props to you for being present to it. Not everyone would be. I saw AWAKENINGS after my grandfather died (on video, back in the day) and had to excuse myself from my friend to go bawl in the bathroom for 20 mins. There was this moment (a day and a half?) where my grandfather could see without his glasses, hear without his hearing aids, and it was so magical and beautiful...and then it went away (and that's what the film reminded me of). However, the greatest gift I gave to myself (and maybe him? I owed him a lot), was to be present, fully there through his decline (it was pneumonia brought on by radiation to shrink a tumor in his lung and he was 82). They even gave him a "shot" (a therapeutic overdose) of morphine to help him transition. But he took a nice nap and woke up! Those were the most precious few days of my life, being with him, holding his hand and smiling at each other (he couldn't talk at that point, it was all telepathic). This is hard, Ororo. You don't need me or anyone else to tell me that. But you are there. And that means something to her, your father, your sister, and yourself. Give yourself a pat on the back on a regular basis. Hug your loved ones and pat them on the back, too. This is hard. But it's gold. xo
Thank you. I needed to hear that. I need little reminders like that. I had a follow-up visit with my naturopathic doctor today and she said, "Remember to breathe." I'm trying! Lordt, I'm trying.