I guess you can only run from the truth for so long before you have to face it! It's been a long few days and he isn't doing any better and the outlook isn't great at all, but I already knew this day was coming. I'm only surprised he lasted this long.
He had a good day yesterday as I didn't go to see him but my family said he was happy and pointing to the door of his room as he wanted to leave. I was so tired and didn't go to the hospital but promised I would come today once I got off work and spend the night.
The calls have begun this morning. I was told he looks bad and my other brother feels it's about time. I'm at work and can't leave, I have no place to run and hide. I usually would abuse my sleeping pills right about now and fall asleep and deal with it later. Well, it seems this time, I have to feel this, it's no escaping as I try to hold back my tears at work.
I've decided once he's gone, I'm leaving too. I can't imagine watching another family member die. I can't imagine this life without him and I just can't do this anymore. If there was a way I could give him my life and I'd go, I would do it in a heartbeat! Unfortunately, we don't even get the choice to check-out in this life! This will hopefully be my last and final attempt. I only pray I can make it to the hospital to tell him I love him and I'll meet him on the other side.
I've already starting fasting to prepare myself.