#ooc

ewww

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mm what? total coincidence, probably nothing come from it

also too many typos

ehhhh

BUT if someone made a note of that if it was of interest to them, and could remember that name for me... who knows. I sometimes take requests

And yes, Library should be the big one but I like back ups in case I blow it

I worry Zara might blue screen at the sight of every last copy of books that can no longer be found among mortals

oh my yes

hopefully somebody with sense comes along

Earl has sense, but he also has a hard time denying her anything 🙂

Hi shady

BRB

hihi

well

he would probably deny her "live in the Library forever!"

Oh that can be arranged, and for such a small price

heh

Back.

Ok. *hugs* Got a call around 7:30 while I was still crashed. Dunno if they called Mick but got the message and called back, then heard from my SiL. Dad passed.

Oh, hun

*hug* He's at peace. Mom, I'm worried about. BRB, switching.

I am very glad you were able to get up and see him

Yes. At least you got to see him

Oh yes. Kids too.

Don't think I told you.....

?

During one visit, we decided it was best if DH headed back to our guest room and did a few things while we were visiting. Thing2 decided he wanted to go with; he was respectful and concerned throughout the visit but more focused on my mom than dad, and understandably. Dad was on morphine and .... well, looked weird. Hard for Thing2 to process.

Thing1 decided to stay with me, so I offered him to switch seats so he could talk to Grandpadaddy.

And he did.

For an hour. He talked softly and quietly to him. Dad responded a bit with movement and some facial changes. Nothing verbal, and he wasn't seeing, but.... he knew.

Morphine is tough 😕

Morphine's a Godsend. At that point, there's no worry about addiction; bring on the Good Stuff!!!

Glad Thing 1 got to have the talk, too, and say goodbye

*NOD* It was very very sweet and touching.

Yeah. My grandmother was put in hospice care at the end.

.... and came home to find an Amber Alert ended in finding the body in my neighborhood. Grand.

oy

Oy

I don't handle hospitals well myself.

Hospice, they bring them home.

Ah better

and morphine is a godsend, yes.