Hi guys,
Yesterday while I was visiting him
in ICU, Brad asked me if I was OK. It was typical of him to think of
others while he almost died from a bad case of the flu which
developed into pneumonia.
Physically I'm OK but since we got
back from visiting Carol, I'm having some delusions.
The other evening I went to sleep
around 8pm, and the dogs woke me up around 10 to go outside. I let
them out and then went into Carol's bedroom to check on her. Her bed
was empty, so in a panic I started searching the house. I was at the
front door getting ready to go out and look down the highway before I
realized that she was at Conifer House in Corvallis. I don't know if
I was sleepwalking or just confused.
A few nights ago I fell asleep in the
living room recliner and when I woke up I swear Carol was on the
couch sleeping. When I got up and looked closer she was gone. At
night I keep seeing her face with the blank look I got when I tried
to hug her at Conifer House. She still doesn't recognize me.
All I know for sure is that I miss
her terribly and for now I can't bear to see the state she's in.
This disease has affected our family
so much, it's hard to even think about her being gone, but at least
she's being cared for, which I'm ashamed to say I failed at. If it
hadn't been for Donna and Brad things would definitely been a lot
worse. Most of the last six months I've been in a daze and pretty
worthless.
Here's a link to Conifer House in
Corvallis.
http://www.coniferhousealmc.com/