You know, life is about sacrifices, and doing what's right. This post is meant for my soul mate's son, who won't see it. He won't talk to us, he won't return our calls. He uses his wife as a go between because he can't "deal" with it. Not because he doesn't care. Because he doesn't want to think about his dad passing away. Doesn't want to see him sick.
We all have to deal with unpleasant things in life. It helps us grow and become strong, it's part of living. Doesn't mean we have to like it. And no one wants to see their parent sick and possibly dying. But it happens. I went through it with my dad and mom and I know I'll go through it again when my step-father passes. Right now though, it's about my soul mate.
The bottom line is he's not doing well right now. He needs someone with him round the clock, at least until the treatment is over in another 3 weeks. After that we will have to make a decision none of us wants to think about. But it's about doing what's right for Earl.
Right now I can spend weekends with him, and nights, but I work full time during the day. So I asked his sons to come and help. I only asked them for one week each. The one from Boca Raton is coming Monday. The other, who lives in Oklahoma, won't talk to us.
I wish he could see his dad. Hear how he mumbles under his breath that he doesn't understand why his son won't call or come. It's so sad. Because this son used to call him faithfully every weekend. The medication makes Earl forgetful, very weak, and he sleeps most of the time. It doesn't appear he's reacting very well to the antibiotic. He's in terrible pain.
Is he dying? God I hope not, but it's a good possibility he won't bounce back from this. And his son will have to "deal" with that. And any regrets he has for not doing the right thing. For not seeing his dad possibly one last time.