I called Daddy-J yesterday to talk TO him. He no longer opens his eyes nor does he respond, but mom can tell the difference between when he is in a deep sleep or not. I heard her call him and tell him it was me on the phone, she then put the phone up to his ear while I talked to him for a few moments.
I told him I love him and thanked him again for all he has done for me and for my family. I then let him know it was alright that he go and I said good-bye and that I will miss him. What a hard call… I was emotional all day. The Patriarch got teary when I told him about it.
Mom said his breathing got shallower while I was talking to him, so she knows he heard me. I may try to call again today… but there will be a bunch of family around, and I am not sure I can wait until the following day…
Mom said that he is not eating or drinking anything at all anymore. I am not sure how long that has been going on, but a couple of days at least. The hospice nurse comes every other day to check his vitals and fill out the ever-present and innumerable paperwork.
She has been working on his funereal plans with his sister’s support. Mom & 3 of Daddy-J’s sons will be paying for all the funereal expenses. We more than likely will not be able to attend the funereal as much as we would like to. Even with the supposed-discount for a bereavement fare… it will be far too costly for our finances. So I am reconciling myself to reality… without Daddy-J & without the money to attend his funereal.
Blessings, ~Mrs. R