Nothing too exciting to report this Monday.
We got a phone call Saturday morning while on our morning walk with the pups that Jon’s grandfather who now lives in a nursing home and has been in hospice care for a year and half was doing very badly.
So we rushed off to the nursing home with Jon’s sisters and spent the day there.
It was emotionally exhausting. Lots of tears and watching Jon’s grandma fall to pieces.
He is still with us, but things are just getting worse not better. One of our close friends is a doctor and is in her first year of residency. We had dinner with her and her hubby last night and I discussed with her the sound of his breathing and apparently she said that it is called a death rattle and that he probably only has a matter of days.
Most of the family has come to terms with what's going to happen. It's been a long road where we have seen him suffer and only wish him to finally have some peace and comfort, but Jon's grandma is a whole other story. She is losing her partner and that is something that I don't think I will ever be prepared for. She would rather have him like this then not have him at all.
My brain is in fog and truthfully I can’t even think of anything remotely design related to post about today so I figured I would just let you all know what is on my mind.
Sorry for the sad post.