Parents getting old

[JuanHamm]

Sorry Jerry.

[Peeps]

my man got his wish. got called out to the hospital this morning. his oxygen reading was around 70 and they werent sure how long it would be. my brother and I sat with him for a few hours through dr visits and a psych eval (needed for hospice care) and everyone was on the same page. lets make him as comfortable as possible and let his life run its course.

the nurse gave him a shot of morphine and we left because he was fussing while we were still there. 30 minutes after we got home they called to let us know he had passed away at 11:55 am

im thankful that he loved my mom as much as he did and loved my brother and i just the same. I am going to miss him. if you stumble upon any westerns like gunsmoke, cheyenne, wells fargo or larmie think of him for a minute

[spike]

Sorry for your loss, Jerry.

[JuanHamm]

Sorry Jerry. I'm glad you got to see him before he passed. I'm sure it meant a lot to him to have you guys there.

[Ello Sailor]

Sorry for your loss, Jer. It sounds like you went above and beyond for him. He was lucky to call you a son.

[E.H. Ruddock]

Sorry bud. Glad you were there with him to help him.

[Peeps]

this was he and I on my birthday dressed up in honor of all the westerns we watched

[96583UP]

RIP friend

[wease]

Sorry, Jerry. Glad you and your brother were there for him.

[Chris_H_2]

Condolences Peeps. Here’s to you, him, and your fam (pours out a Two Hearted Ale).

[knee tunes]

I'm sorry peeps

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[doug rr]

sorry buddy.

[Peeps]

thank you gentlemen and knee

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Found out last night my 93 year old grandmother had been in the hospital for a few days with a UTI and sinus infection. Her oxygen was also low so they were worried about pneumonia and she was having difficult swallowing food. Last I heard she was doing better today and should get to go home soon, but at 93 anything that hits could be the last. After receiving that message from my mom she then lists bullet points out with other family friends with serious health issues.

Getting old sucks.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Dad went to the emergency room last night for numbness and nose bleeding. They don’t think it’s a stroke, but are running tests today.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Well he had a TIA.

[tree_]

sorry dude that's scary

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I know…Stress and dehydration they think. I’m sure the former is mostly tied to the situation with my grandmother, though she is home now.

[Peeps]

sorry to hear this leonardo. ill be hoping for the best