My dad

I'm sitting in the hospital as my dad is undergoing a procedure to be put on a ventilator. This has really come as a shock to us, since it was only mentioned to us today that there could be a chance this may happen. And next thing we know, I get a call at 10 pm this evening telling us that we needed to decide if this was something that could be done. It had to be decided before our 20 min drive over. That's how dire a situation it had become. So we made a decision and off to the hospital we went. After speaking with the dr....my brother, mom and I made the decision to have my dad go on a ventilator. We were told his chances of coming off were slim and he might not be going home. He just might be spending the remainder of his days in CCU.  But with even that information, we knew his poor frail body could no longer go on the way it was. He let my mom know he was not afraid and he told me he loved me and that I was his daughter. I hope that this will not be the last time I hear those words from him. I love my dad and I'm not ready to lose him. God knows this and I hope he doesn't take him from me. I have faith and believe that god is god and god is good.  I still believe this.

faith patience and hope....all will be good in the end.