Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Your prayers once again requested...

My dad informed me today that he's going to be moving out of the hospital--he's been in for several days to contend with pneumonia and an apparent abdominal infection--and into hospice care at home. He had abdominal surgery to remove some malignant tumors in the spring and has had fluid building up ever since. Right now all the readable signs are pointing to the infection actually being a recurrance of his cancer.

I haven't had a chance to talk with him in detail about what's transpired yet; he's supposed to call tonight. One or two medical cards may still be waiting to be played, but I think my parents have made a decision to scale back the treatments to less heroic levels. I'm sure I'm not the only one hoping for a non-mundane miracle, but after receiving several messages pointing to Dad being some kind of witness to God's grace and mercy, my folks are trying to prepare for the eventuality that he's not going to be doing so by going around and giving uplifting talks to groups of people.

A spontaneous recovery after all means known to medical science have been eliminated would be more glorious, I suppose, but we all know it doesn't always work in ways that make sense this side of the veil.

If you would send your prayers our way, especially strength for my mom and comfort for my dad and hope for both of them, I would be grateful. I'll also be praying for my readers, so if any of you have anything to ask for, feel free to mention it (or not, if you're confidentially minded) in the combox.

2 comments:

bill bannon said...

Have asked St. Anne to take both your parents into her arms and pray for them. Pray for three ladies I love who are in spiritual danger.
Be prepared that God sometimes as in my mom's case...calls the person up onto the cross for a struggling death which however makes much time in purgatory unnecessary. "And all thy ways are mercy and truth and judgement"...Tobias.

Ed Pie said...

Thanks, Bill. Your three ladies I will remember in prayer. May St. Michael protect them.

I'm still holding out hope, but I'm trying to get used to the idea that Dad may be gone a lot sooner than we thought. It's not like I'm surprised that I might outlive him, but it was something I was never eager to think about. It comforts me a little that he wouldn't be in purgatory for long; I hope it comforts him as well. There's not much I can do for him except be there, y'know?