Merry Christmas From Me To You
I am sneaking in here on the computer for a few minutes to touch base with you. Al has not changed…
Merry Christmas From Me To You
I am sneaking in here on the computer for a few minutes to touch base with you. Al has not changed…
I am sneaking in here on the computer for a few minutes to touch base with you. Al has not changed at all. He is constantly talking but most of the time I can’t understand him. His latest words are 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1,dead.
Imagine listening to that all the time. He has asked to be taken to Indianapolis. Of course he is sort of out of it. He has said that his taxes are behind, and they are not. He is so scared of the dark, that he request to have his light left on all night.
He says if he sleeps he will die, so he does everything in his power not to sleep. I was up most of the night last night. It is hard to even sleep through the day because when you do not respond to him he starts yelling.
I don’t want to be this way but the thought of Christmas doesn’t bring a smile to my face. I just want it over. I am looking forward to seeing my kids but that’s it. I want to tear the tree apart. Shove it in a box along with all of the happy, pretty decorations and just call this year a mess and hope for a better year next year.
But to all of you, my wonderful friends, I want to wish you each a Merry Christmas. May your day be filled with joy and love and peace.
Hugs,
Terry
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The Sounds Of Silence
I know the reason
It’s called Respite
Needed for people
Who are caregivers
The air feels stale
The…
I know the reason
It’s called Respite
Needed for people
Who are caregivers
The air feels stale
The walls seem bare
The sounds of
What is not
Normal I do crave
The ticking of the clock
Pierce my ears
My eyes are heavy
But sleep stalls
As I lay silently
Waiting to go to him
For he needs me
But for now
I must rest
I must get ready
For the new day
When hopefully
He will once again
Bring these
Walls to life.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
09/17/2013
It Won’t Work, Now This Topic is Dead
I have went on and on trying to please this one and that one. Afraid of hurting feelings. Trying to…
I have went on and on trying to please this one and that one. Afraid of hurting feelings. Trying to do what was right for Al.
In the end I got the final results this morning. Al is too sick. His body and height are out of the guidelines.
I have deleted the fundraising post and the explanation post.
I will continue to tell Al that I will look and that I am aware of his wishes, but in the end unless a miracle from God takes place the topic of his donating any part of his diseased body is dead.
Thanks for listening to my frustrations, my ideas, and my apologies. I am sorry to ramble on. I was just trying to help someone I love.