Eye #2, Deja Vu

Dad had to be at the surgery center this morning at 6:00 a.m.  SIX A.M.!!!  I'm pretty sure my brain didn't think I'd be able to get up at 4:45 so, I woke up around 2:00 a.m. instead.  Sleepily, we made our way in the dark to the surgery center.   

Dad was making a duck face on purpose. 

After about 30 minutes of preparations, the nurse brought me to Dad.  She told me that he was really "something else" and had everyone laughing.  Apparently, the anesthesiologist had asked Dad about the time he went into cardiac arrest after his artery cleaning surgery.  Dad told him that the doctor pronounced him dead and his sister (Zell) called their brothers and sisters to give them the sad news.  He told Aunt Zell to let him know which of his siblings didn't cry because they weren't going to get a Christmas card from him.  

Rolling into the operating room, he asked the anesthesiologist when he would be able to ride a motorcycle. The doctor said, "Do you ride one now?"  (Um, No.)  He told me that people ask him when they will be able to play the piano.  He said he always asks if they can play the piano now.  

Dad was being classic "Dad" today and I just wish I could remember all of the silly things he said to make me laugh.  

Now he beings another regimen of eye drops in his "new" eye.  I was trying to explain to Mom what was written on his instructions and she was really struggling to understand.  It was so hard to see her struggle.  The directions are very confusing even for a younger person; different amounts of different drops in different eyes at different times of the day!  I could see the wheels turning in her mind but they just wouldn't quite connect.  I'm going to make the clearest chart I can to help her out.  I really struggle with the joy of helping my parents and watching them decline.  It probably looks like I have it together and I know what I'm doing but, I don't have a clue.  I'm just leaning on God and trying to learn from watching those around me who have more experience.  

If you've ever lived in North Carolina, you know how accurate that meme is.  This morning when we left the house it was around 38 degrees.  At 5:00 pm it was 72.  It is supposed to be 77 degrees on Thursday.  I am so happy that the days are getting longer and the weather is warming up however, winter isn't over yet.  

I bought Daniel a night light star projector.  When he saw it he said, "This is for ME?  This day just  keeps getting BETTER and BETTER!!!!"  He's such a grateful (and excitable) kid.  

Blossom is a large dog.  

Until next time....