Paternal Family Drama!
My daughter was diagnosed with Shingles on Saturday and her rash is starting to scab. When we were called lastnight to say goodbye to the Grandfather, the doctor ok’d her coming to see him. Her concern was he’d catch it. I had to explain to her a few times that it doesn’t matter if he gets it. He wants to die. We are going to say goodbye to him. And how lucky we are to have this opportunity to do so. Many people can’t do that!
The visit went well. He could go at anytime or hang on for another week or two. I guess it depends on how well he eats and drinks at this point and whether or not his body has started shutting down. He’s basically only being administered morphine for pain at this point. He looked weak, pale, but he knew who we were. And he cried. I held his hand and kissed him and told him to have a good Journey.
What else can you say to someone who is dying other than assure them its okay and that we will be okay.
We get home – DD’s grandma calls upset. Her dad’s brother up’d and left the house in a tizzy because grandma was exposed to Shingles. They “read about it on the internet” and are alarmists. I can see not seeing Breanna, or calling to ask what stage she’s in….but they decided to stay at a hotel and have said that they probably won’t visit Grandpa now because he’s been exposed too. I’m not going to feel bad about this. I made the shingles aware to everyone and had a doctor approve our visit to the hospital. If they are going to be that freaked out by this, then that is there prerogative. I just don’t like my daughter not being able to see her cousin and being made to feel like a freak.
All in all, I can’t wait for Grandpa to pass, for Grandma to move to
I love my daughter so much and I need to really show her…..she’s vulnerable and emotional now and I need to be there for her and help her understand what is happening in this life. I don’t want my children to feel like freaks or that something is wrong with THEM.


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