Becoming 95 is quite an achievement - especially for someone like my dad who lived on whiskey, chocolate covered doughnuts and cigarettes his whole life. He's survived polio, scarlet fever, diptheria, three types of cancer, rabid dog bite, and a broken back.
So are we surprised that he has heart failure now? no- not really and are not expecting miracles. But the old guy is tough as nails - and keeps up the fight. This morning he spent a bit of energy telling me how to divide his things - but that I really shouldn't worry about it as he would be home soon.
We don't think so...
We'll see how the next day or so goes.
Family is rallying - all dad's kids will be here by tonight - and that's a wonderful thing. His son in law is here (my very own DH) as well as close friends and family. What more can one want???