* I KNOW I HAVE BLOGGED A LOT ABOUT MY DAD SO DON'T FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO READ THIS CAUSE ITS KIND OF LONG. I WANTED TO BLOG THIS SO I DON'T FORGET THE SWEET MOMENTS THAT FALL INBETWEEN THE EVERYDAY HEARTACHE OF MY DADS DISEASE*
INSIDE I SAW MY DAD UP THE STAIRS TIPPING OVER, HOLDING THE STACK OF NEWSPAPERS HE HAD BEEN READING. I RAN AND HELPED HIM SIT DOWN.
"DAD," I SAID, "YOU NEED TO ASK FOR HELP YOU'RE GOING TO FALL AND I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU GET HURT!"
I WAS HAVING A LONG DAY WITH MY LITTLE GIRLS AND MY NERVES WERE SO SHOT. I TOOK THE PAPERS AND WENT AND PUT THEM IN THE BOTTOM DRAWER WHERE DAD WAS TRYING TO PUT THEM, ONLY IT TOOK ME 2 SECONDS AND WOULD HAVE TAKEN DAD 20 MINUTES. AS I WAS DOING SO, I REALIZED HOW IRRITATED I HAD ACTED WITH MY SWEET DAD AND LOOKED UP TO SEE HIM ONCE AGAIN TRYING TO STAND UP, HIS KNEES BUCKELING AND HUNCHED OVER. I RAN OVER TO HIM, EXCEPT THIS TIME INSTEAD OF HELPING HIM SIT DOWN I STOOD HIM UP STRAIGHT AND GAVE HIM A HUG. AS I HUGGED HIM I STARTED TO TEAR UP AND THEN SOON WAS SOBBING UNCONTROLLABLY. DAD HUGGED ME TIGHT, GENTLY PATTED MY BACK AND IN HIS QUITE RASPY VOICE SAID, "OH KATE, I SURE LOVE YOU."AS I STOOD THERE HOLDING ONTO, AND PRETTY MUCH HOLDING UP MY FRAIL DAD, WHO IN MY EYES HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE BIGGEST AND STRONGEST MAN ALIVE, A MILLION THOUGHTS RACED THROUGH MY HEAD.
WHAT IF THIS IS THE LAST STANDING HUG DAD CAN EVER GIVE ME, WHAT IF THIS IS THE LAST HUG PERIOD DAD EVER GIVES ME, HE'S LIVED A SUCH GOOD LIFE SO WHY DOES HE HAVE TO GO THROUGH THIS, WHY DO I HAVE TO WATCH HIM GO THROUGH THIS, WHY DOES HIS BRILLIANT MIND HAVE TO BE SO CRAZY NOW. SO MANY WHAT IFS, AND SO MANY WHYS. I WANTED TO TELL HIM I'M GOING TO MISS YOU DAD, I WANTED TO TELL HIM I WAS SORRY HE'S HAD TO GO THROUGH THIS MISERABLE TRIAL, I WANTED TO YELL UP AT GOD WHY WON'T YOU FIX THIS, BUT INSTEAD I JUST SAID, " I SURE LOVE YOU TOO DAD." I LET HIM GO AND WENT AND GOT HIS WHEELCHAIR, SLOWLY WHEELED HIM INTO HIS ROOM AND HELPED HIM INTO BED TO TAKE A NAP. AS I DRAPED THE BLANKET OVER HIM MAKING SURE HIS FEET WERE COVERED JUST HOW HE LIKES, HE STARTED RAMBLING OFF SOMETHING ABOUT HOW FUN IT WILL BE TO CELEBRATE THE PIONEER HOLIDAY TOMORROW. (MIND YOU HE WAS TALKING ABOUT JULY 24 AND TODAY IS AUGUST 10)ANYWAY, I SAID "YEP IT WILL BE FUN, GET SOME GOOD REST SO YOU'LL FEEL UP TO CELEBRATING..., I LOVE YA DAD," AND I LEFT THE ROOM.
AS I'VE GONE THROUGH THE REST OF THE DAY HIS SWEET VOICE SAYING, OH KATE I SURE LOVE YOU, HAS IN SOME ODD WAY PUT MY TROUBLED AND FRUSTRATED MIND AT EASE. IN THE LAST COUPLE MONTHS MY DADS MIND HAS REALLY STARTED TO SLIP AWAY. I DID A LOT BETTER WITH HIS BODY FAILING IN THE BEGINNING OF THIS DISEASE THEN I'VE BEEN DOING WITH HIM LOSING HIS SHARP MIND. SOMEDAYS ITS EASY TO LAUGH AT THE WEIRD AND OFF THE WALL THINGS HE SEES, AND SAYS AND SOMEDAYS ITS ALL I CAN DO BUT BURST INTO TEARS. HE CONSTANTLY SEES ANIMALS RUNNING ACROSS THE FLOOR OR BUGS OR BIRDS FLYING PAST HIM. HE THINKS THERES RANDOM PEOPLE IN HIS ROOM AND SAND IN HIS BED. HE RARELY KNOWS WHAT DAY IT IS OR THE TIME OF DAY IT IS. HIS MIND RETAINS SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS OR RECENT FACTS ABOUT AS WELL AS A SMALL TODDLERS DOES. I LOOK AT HIM AND NO MATTER HOW HARD I HAVE TRIED I CAN'T GRASP OR UNDERSTAND WHY THIS HAS HAPPENED TO HIM. I KNOW HE'S READY TO GO, HE'S TOLD ME HE'S READY, HE'S SAID HE'S NOT SCARED, BUT I AM. I ALREADY MISS HIM SO MUCH AND PHYSICALLY HE'S STILL HERE. I HOPE I CAN HURRY AND LEARN WHAT THE LORD INTENDS FOR ME TO LEARN FROM ALL OF THIS. IN THE MEAN TIME I'LL HOLD ONTO THE FEW AND PRECIOUS MOMENTS I SHARE WITH HIM WHEN I CAN TELL HE'S ALL THERE. I HOPE I NEVER FORGET HOW IT FELT TO HUG HIM TODAY, I HOPE I'LL HEAR HIM SAYING KATE I SURE LOVE YOU, IN THE BACK OF MY MIND FOREVER. I SURE LOVE YOU DAD.
