I watched tonight as my dad watched his oldest grandchild (my niece, Celine) graduate from high school. Sitting two chairs from him many things went through my mind. Will he be ok? Will his legs get too swollen? What happens if he gets coughing too much? Of course, he did cough and tried to control it the best he could. His legs did swell even though he tried to keep them up a little.
But the one thing I wondered was, will he be here to see his youngest grandchild (my son Jonny) graduate? I know I say I don't try and think too far in the future, but it does sneak up on me. And as I looked at Jonny (and the rest of the family sitting around us) I am again grateful that we atleast had this day together. Each day is a gift from god.
I am also very grateful for the AMY Support group. After only being a member for a few days I have already gotten an outpouring of support. I am inspired by reading about what others are going through and getting their thoughts. I am also excited about the opportunity to go to a meeting in Chicago this month. I talked to dad and he seemed open to it.
Sometimes I wonder if my dad is fully in this fight for his life like the rest of us are. I worry he is losing hope. It was good to talk to my brother tonight. As a family we are very in line with each other. So, I will go to bed tonight and say a prayer for a good day tomorrow. I also send my thoughts and prayers out to the other families fighting this disease. God bless!