My father may or may not have had a heart attack which may or may not
have happened on New Years Day;  it took me from the 2nd to the 7th to
find out what hopsital he is in - you may or may not know the sparse
level at which we communicate in our family but this may give you a hint
-

Dad may or may not be getting of the hospital for a few days before he
goes back in for more tests.  He may or may not tell me what those test
results are.  (When my Mom was sick/dying, I got the doctor to tell me
what was happening; I won't know anything for sure unless I can get hold
of his doctor, whose name of course he will not tell me because he
thinks this is all 'private' and doesn't want anyone upset, as if truth
is more upsetting than not knowing...)

He may or may not outlive me by twenty years, or, since heart failure is
THE cause of death in the Lavieris and he has outlived all other male
Lavieris, this could be serious.  He wants everything out of the house
now; that is a sign that it is serious.  He is talking about
"accelerating everything" whatever that means but it sounds serious.
And he may be fine and just once again deciding to be Mr Mysterious.

Pray that I can discern what to do.  I want to be there - yet I have to
work, I am 225 miles away, and he doesn't anyone hovering around him -
except at the moment that he wants someone.  He has thus far distinctly
told me not to come in and his voice sounded good -- but he has been no
lie about these things before.

Thus far my only comfort is that my aunt - his sister - called me to
tell me which hospital he was in, because I have long feared that
something would happen to him and I wouldn't know.  That has not been an
unknown occurance in our family either.  After all these years of
dysfunctional behavior can we act as a family now?  The year before my
mom died tells me no, everyone in Chicago will pretend all is fine when
it is not.  I don't know that we've learned anything since the time
lapse between him going into the hospital and my finding out what
hospital...

so I am all anxious right now.  Keep him, and me, in your thoughts
and/or prayers or whatever.  In our family we don't pray for long life
since that can be a curse; we pray that we aren't alone when it happens,
that we leave no one alone when it happens.  And this is now like a game
of chess where I am wearing a blindfold and earmuffs and have to play it
all by guess work.

So pray that I can discern what is the right thing to do for him,
whether this be the last time of his, or just a prelude to many more
years.

Vince

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