May 29th: Today was another good day, with Gary up, eating and engaged. He even invited a friend over to visit. Yesterday he slept all day, and I finally spoon fed him a few bites of dinner just to get some calories and night meds in him. So unpredictable!
Tomorrow we meet with hospice for first visit and Gary gets a blood draw. He sees the MO on Wed. I wonder if this will be the last visit with the Dr that Gary trusts and respects, and the guy I have fostered a love/hate relationship. I love it that he has kept Gary alive for longer than any of us could have imagined. I hate it that he is often arrogant and condescending to me, and he really hates it that I do research on my own. He takes it kinda personally. But we've learned to respect one another, we've shared a lot of laughs and jokes along the way, and if all else fails, we communicate through his PA. Joe. He's the guy with the always sunny disposition and good bedside manner. We've developed relationships with hospital and office staff, and even keep in touch with staff that have moved on to other jobs or retired. Our town is small. We see each other in the supermarket. The man I will call upon in Gary's final day on earth to take him from our home to his final resting place has a boy that attends my after school program. We are often entertwined here in our coastal community.
A couple of years back Gary and I picked out an hourglass that will house his ashes and eventually mine as well. It is the kind normally used for mixing sand in a wedding ceremony. We decided to mix ashes in a ceremony for eternal life. In fact, the inscript
ion reads "we travel together through the eternities" That's a loose quote from Robert DuVall in "Broken Trails", one of Gary's favourite movies and one he's watched at least ten times that I'm aware of. Granddaughter, Isabella, will eventually take us to our final resting place and scatter a bit of us in the Sangre de Cristo mountains of Colorado where we honeymooned at a high mountain lake and trout fished over twenty years ago. We were married in a barn, by the way, but that's a whole nother story.
That's all I can write this evening about
the inevitability of where this is going. There are days of this life left to live, and I refuse to squander many moments dwelling on where this will end.
Post Edited (celebrate life) : 5/30/2017 12:34:24 AM (GMT-6)