Nope, it's for real.

[kickaha]

I just got off the phone with my Dad.

Grandpa has refused all medications, treatment, or support... except morphine.

He asked his eldest daughter and wife if it was okay to go... he was tired.

Now it's day by day... and not too many, that anyone expects.



I meant to call him last week, and thought I was too busy. He's not lucid now.

I'm going to miss the old bastard.

More later... right now, I think I need to just sit for a while.

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[ymasen.livejournal.com]

(((((((hugs)))))))

Jesus, Jason.

[byrdie.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

Call him anyway

[gwywnnydd.livejournal.com]

You never know.

**hugs**

[coyotegirl.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, Jason.

[songhawk.livejournal.com]

Seconds on the suggestions to call him. Even if he's not sure who you are, he'll know that you care...

hugs, as many as you need...

Thanks, all

[kickaha.livejournal.com]

I actually wouldn't know what else to say... he and I discussed his passing last year when I went home because of something similar with him, and he told me that he was tired, but was hanging on for other family members.

I told him that only he could decide when his time was, and that he had my blessing to make that decision for himself, pre-approved.

I've been expecting this for a long time.

That same trip he told me that he didn't want to go in a hospital bed. I asked him where he would like to die.

"Lying in a bed of fresh pine boughs that I cut for myself, listening to the rushing stream, and looking at the stars."

I called my mom this morning.

She's gathering pine boughs for his room, and is taking him a white noise generator with a 'mountain stream' setting.

He'll know, more than words could say.

My love to you.

[treebyleaf.livejournal.com]

I wish we were close enough to sit up and talk.