Where do I begin today's thoughts? The last few days, I have thought a lot about life and how precious it is. April, 2005 and May, 2012 and 2013 have made me stop and think each day given to us is a gift. Each day from here on until I see Jesus I will live the way that my dad would be proud and has taught me. Jesus First, Yourself last and others in between.
From one side to the other side.... On Monday evening, (Memorial Day) my dad was admitted into the hospital for severe confusion and very dangerous Ammonia levels. His Ammonia levels were at his highest were 282. The brain has severe brain damage when the levels reach that high. My dad was in a responsive state for about roughly a day. He was then unresponsive there after due to the lack of brain function. Wednesday, the whole family(Breen , Chapman, and De Young's) were at my dad's side. The grandchildren were able to talk to him telling him Bible Stories and songs and I know my Dad could sense their presence. The Adults were recalling many stories about my dad and thinking of many "Dave" isms. Today, I went and sat next to my dad's side and I just loving being next to him.
Today, is Thursday and on the other side of Michigan Street, I sat in a Chair next to my husband, whom I love and am very proud of. He too, is fighting...Fighting to get rid of the cancer that has crept back into his life. Two weeks ago I sat at the cancer pavilion by him and he was so sick. Today, was another story. Was he tired? Yes. Today, he worked a little, he ate a little and he even joked. That is something that would not of even happened last week. I am so grateful for the little glimpse's of hope that Jesus gives us in the reality of what is happening. We were at the cancer pavilion a little longer today due to what happened Two weeks ago. They first pumped him with fluids then administered Anti- nausea meds. They then moved to giving him a bio- agent and then premeds and finally the chemo itself. Today, we were grateful to have family friends right by our side. It was so nice that Keith was able to stay right by Kent as I was able to leave for a short while and visit my dad. Greg then escorted me across the busy Street, (for those who know me know that I feel uneasy about busy traffic) A big thank you to both of them who have helped ease my mind while it spins in this world that I can't believe I'm in. We were at the cancer pavilion from roughly 10:30 am to roughly 6 pm. That was the longest I feel we have been there since our first visit in the infusion area. We will now anticipate the removal of his pump on Saturday.
As I have been thinking a lot today, I have been thinking about a thought, a thought that a dear friend, mentioned to me a day ago. I know that my dad's battle will soon be done, but he has won when he sees Jesus face. Our dear friend's question was this. What will Dave's face look like when he sees Jesus? I don't know but I think that I have a pretty good idea. I can't wait for that day!
So I leave you with this, Live every day with passion! A passion of Jesus Christ in your heart that others may know that you live with Jesus in your heart and there is no question that you will see Jesus face as soon my dad will. Live Out loud! I will. Will you?
Leah, life is so hard sometimes. You're family has been so close to your Dad and you've made a lot of memories, and just hang on to those memories and talk about them a lot. God gives us grace, my Dad had a massive stroke and went into a coma, I wish I could of been at his bed side but that didn't happen. But I hang on to the memories we had made and thank God for all of them. Our prayers are for all your family and Kent I hope this treatment goes a lot better for you. Prays and Hugs
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ReplyDeleteso sorry to hear about this setback. I m thinking of you and praying for strength as you endure chemo again. please lmk if I can help with Lydia.
Love Katey berry