Today I got a phone call from my guy at work. He is in New Mexico at his ill father's side.
He called me to tell me that his dad went into the emergency room with an infection this morning. The doctors don't know what it is exactly. All they know is that the chemo he did this past Wednesday really weakens the immune system, and makes him susceptible to infection. Well something got through and the man is in the hospital with a fever.
My guy says the dad hasn't passed any urine since being in hospital. The stepmom, a nurse, is worried his internal organs may have stopped functioning.
My guy called me to tell me all of this. I told him dont scare himself further thinking the organs have stopped working...just try and stay calm and wait to hear what the doctor says. The dad has been in the emergency room before, and came out okay...that may be the case this time as well.
He told me the man is totally out of it, and can't communicate with them at the moment.
It sounds like it may really be the end. I advised my guy to try and stay calm until the dad comes out of it, and the next time he is coherent, to tell him things that he would feel ok with knowing those are the last things he said to his dad. Just to be prepared. Right now, if the dad passed, my dude would not have said anything eternal to him. Probably the last thing he said to him was goodnight.
So I told him to tell him the things he wants to say. The things that he can live the rest of his life knowing he said to his father before he passed.
It was fuckin intense to suggest this to my guy, but I know that is something that would eat me up, so I had to suggest it.
He had a super small voice when he said "ok." He is so scared and sad. I am scared and sad for him. But I know as long as he clears his chest with his father, he will be able to move on to the next day.
Luckily I am making enough money so that if the dad passes, I can fly myself out there for the aftermath. I don't want my guy to feel alone, because he is not.
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