The children of Israel had an inconsistent relationship with the Lord, but when He asked they came with willing hearts.
I am grateful for the decision my dad made today.
I didn’t write yesterday because I was at Shari’s house after we went to a movie. And Shari and I stayed up talking and lamenting how my dad was stuck on the idea that my mom was going to get better.
My dad met with a team of doctors and nurses today to discuss my mom. And after discussion with them about how bad it was, he decided to put her in hospice and to honor her DNR.
It’s hard to know I’m losing my mom, but it’s really the best decision as I’ve been trying to tell him. I’m glad she won’t have to suffer so much as was the prospect after surgery and with chemo. She’ll still suffer, but it won’t be as bad.
We had a Zoom meeting where he told all of us the decision. It was a relief, hard as it is to lose her. We were going to lose her either way, but this is better for her.
Afterward he called me to find out if I had talked to the bishop, so I told him I had and what we talked about. He said he had a call in to the bishop also and is going to fill him in on the updates. I offered to do it but he said he wanted to. I’ll call the bishop tomorrow and fill in any holes. We also discussed my regular calls with Mother. She and I talked almost every night for the last several years so she could support me. I told him that I would start calling him so we could talk each day instead. It will be more for him than for me especially for a long while, but it will be good for him.
Shari and I talked tonight also. We were both expecting, when he called the meeting, that he had some more rosey picture he wanted to present to us (he had already called each of us this morning with “good news”) and we were relieved to learn the decision he wanted to tell us. We spent some time talking about it and how we were sad but glad about it.