Nightmares and My Father
Last night, I slept crappy. I kept waking up, feeling like I was dying. Or that something was attacking me and I wasn't able to go to sleep. I finally did fall back to sleep. But it was scary. I don't know if I ate or drank something to make that happen. Meanwhile, I know it has been awhile since I spoke about my father. I thought things were getting better, but today...they took him off of treatment. And now we are preparing for hospice. The more nursing visits, the hospice bed, the intense pain medication. I am scared and really sad. Night all.