I don't really feel like posting.
I don't really feel like doing anything, actually,
but I do need that last post's title to move down the page.
Because it's sort of a lie.
is no longer marching on
for my dad.
Two weeks and two days ago,
his C2 was fractured
- which injured his spinal cord -
when the orchard ladder he was on
He was completely paralysed
and couldn't breath without a ventilator.
The most common problem
for someone who survives his injury,
is pneumonia and ARDS,
and then heart failure
due to the stress on the lungs
and/or the treatment to remove fluid and phlegm.
Dad developed ARDS Tuesday
and by Wednesday evening,
he was gone.
Our pastor asked Tyler and I if we saw Jesus at the hospital.
And we did.
So many times.
But I am way too worn out to record them,
so we will just hold them in our hearts.
Our very broken hearts.
We love you, Dad. So much.