Another year, another blog. Let's see if this one sticks without falling off the wall due lack of persistence paste!

I am moved to start all this slack-arsed journalling up again, following visiting my dad in hospital this morning, where he's currently between the worlds and writhing in pain from yet another acute water infection. My daughter and her best mate came to visit him too. There wasn't much 'him' to visit really, he was sedated and on strong IV antibiotics, so I'll be checking on his progress all I can without disturbing an already overworked medical team. The vital signs monitor was reporting a high and fluctuating heart rate, and his agitation was stressing the various tubes into him. I couldn't make myself known to him, all I could do was pass on all our love and best wishes to him and say positive things about busting this round of infection. Who knows how far good wishes can go.

It was very distressing to witness; I've sat on my tears until now. I'm lucky to have a few close family & friends I could cry down the phone to, if need be. But I thought I'd journal this. He could get better or worse. Life is a brief temporary gift, the present moment is all we've got, we come into this life with nothing but hopefully some love and nurturing, and your mileage will vary.

Buddhist philosophy has for years now been my refuge when contemplating the enormity of birth, life, death, and rebirth. Other traditions are available, and I think that the most enlightened ones are all based on love and compassion anyway. So there's no contention between them in my mind.


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