I expected the hospital to call before noon today, but they never called until after 5:30 tonight and then they removed the ventilator and he died at 7:30, less than an hour ago.
I checked in with Mom a couple of times today and talked to Ricki tonight and it's been a hard day for all of us. I know grieving is healthy, but I find myself pushing it away. I cry a bit, then grab for my book or my electronics to bury my head in the sand. Then I'll feel better for a few hours.
Boy, am I glad I'm not back in school yet! That comes on Monday. Ricki's coming up this weekend. It will be good to be together.
--Tami