User blog:Spikewitwicky/March 11, 2016 - Spike's Journal Entry



This isn't going to be one of my cheerier entries.

Dad's not eating or drinking much. He's rarely left his bed these past two days.

He still can talk, he's still alert. But, God, I can't even write this. I'm going to call Buster and tell him that he needs to come down.

I'll preface this by saying he's been like this before. He's been in a nursing home for a few years. I may be over-reacting, but I'd hate to have Buster not have a chance to - shit, I can't even write it. The same with Aunt Judy and Uncle Ron. Who knows, maybe he'll find that extra fuel in the tank and go another year, but why not give these people a time to see him when he's still alert and has his faculties. I'm not going to tell dad why, just invite everyone here for a visit. Besides, Ron and Judy are getting up in age themselves, they'll be slow moving.

I know dad's and my 'role' in the universe. Stuff doesn't stop for us. Still, I'm going to see if Crosscut could find a way to push the negotiations in Helix back for about two weeks. If he can't, I can't go. I'll know more about dad's condition in 2 weeks, but for now, it doesn't look good. And there's no way I can be on another planet right now. I'm not ready for this. But he was here when I came into the world, I want to be there when he leaves.