July 12th

Not much to report. My father had a quiet, uneventful day. His ICP was higher and he wasn't as active, although, he seems to be resting so peacefully and I even heard him snoring at some point. I'm telling myself he's tired out from yesterday and he needed the rest. Plus, it's Sunday--- a day of rest. 1 step forward and 2 steps back. I feel like tomorrow he will take a step forward again.

Tomorrow, we plan on being at the hospital, in his room, at 8:30 a.m. Neurosurgeons BEWARE! You'll not get by me w/out answering a laundry list of questions I have compiled for you. It's time for some answers.

More then.............

I Wish you Enough

I was just cleaning up my inbox and came across a bunch of e mails that my father had sent me. When I found this particular one, sent about a week before his stroke I sat and cried. I hope I can see his blue eyes again and laugh with him again. He has the best sense of humor.

It was about a father and daughter at an airport and when the daughter boarded the plane the father said "I wish you enough" and the daughter said "I wish you enough too Dad and I love you." A stranger asks the father what that means and he says "I am old and sick and this may be the last time we see each other. When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them."

He then recited the following:

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.