Rainy Monday sort of fits my mood. I’m more tired and emotionally drained than anything. I would like to be hopeful and think my dad will pull through…the reality is that it is doubtful that he will even regain consciousness.
I do know that he is not suffering, that’s a comfort…now, we just wait. A neurologist will be called in Wednesday or Thursday if there is no change in my dad’s current state. He’s totally off the sedation medication and nothing…we’ve been encouraged to go and talk to him…have to get close and talk loud since he doesn’t have his hearing aids in…the doctor said he really doesn’t think he can hear us due to the part of the brain that has more than likely been affected by the lack of blood flow and lack of oxygen…but we’ll do what we can and see how it goes.
Basically, waiting…waiting and hoping. Thank you for keeping me and my family in your thoughts and prayers.