We made it through another Christmas. Another year is almost upon us. I can’t believe how quickly 2019 has gone!
Last Friday I was in the city for an appointment for the youngest guy while the others were enjoying their last day of school before the break. The two of managed to get a little bit of Christmas shopping done before flying back home to meet the kids. We had some supper and waited for the hubby to get home from work and then we were off to the city again to finish our shopping. Except we didn’t finish. Saturday and Sunday I was busy at work which means another two trips to the city. Monday we got together with my side of the family (another 45 minute drive in the opposite direction). Christmas Eve was spent in the city again. That brings us to today.
Today we spent half the day in our jammies and then my oldest son made us pancakes for lunch before we headed out again. This time we all went to see my Grandpa who in in the Nursing Home at the hospital in the next town over. It was a hard visit. Really hard. I haven’t seen him in awhile due to the fact that when I am at the hospital he is either eating or sleeping. I wanted the kids to see him again. They seemed so unsure of him, not knowing what to say or do. He was hallucinating and they didn’t know what to make of it. He had trouble trying to drink out of his cup. More trouble with his snack of popcorn twists. He was slurring his word quite a bit and I had some difficulty understanding him. I still managed to find his sense of humor hidden in there and I tried so hard not to cry. I hate seeing loved ones like this. I miss the jolly old guy that used to chuckle at all the jokes, the man who enjoyed throwing his own wise cracks around as much as the rest of us. He was always so full of life and his eyes always danced with such excitement when any of us grand-kids walked in the room.
Today was hard. Today I did something I had been making excuses not to do for too long. I cried, yes. I also laughed. I also gave him a big hug and told him I loved him. Then I came home and cleaned up the mess.
I’d like to leave you with a fun little song that brings back many fond memories of Christmas while I was young.
From our house to yours, Merry Christmas!!
-Angie, MacKenzie, Brody, Karina and Ryan
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Merry Christmas, Angie. Seeing the ones we love deteriorating on in pain or in is definitely not fun, but it is a part of life. Good on you for making his day a little brighter with your family visit. Allan
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Thank you Allan. Yes it’s very hard and I almost couldn’t do it. I was so afraid that he would no longer have any memories of who I was.