From the 7th of January all the way to the 12th we spend visiting the hospital to see if Grandpa Peter was improving. Each day seemed to be a yo-yo. One good day than a bad. The bad days were very strange, he would just lay in bed, never opening his eyes or eating. So when he arrived at our house on the 12th TALKING we were all in shock!
For 5 days we proceeded to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together as a family. All eight of us! Grandpa spoke more than we had heard in months. His first words upon arriving in his room were "Snow" and "Hello Sweeties" - when he saw the kids. We saw him smile and got to walk with him, these are all things we now consider Our Miracle.
"You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples" Ps. 77:14
When we were "knee deep" in these days, I must admitt to you, we did not look at them as a miracle. During this time it felt like we were running in so many different directions. We were on a real life learning curve; days filled with medicine doses, wondering if we were going to be sleeping thru the night, visits from hospice/friends and giving the proper care for someone in their last days of life.
It wasn't until Monday the 18th that life started to slow down. Grandpa stopped eating that day and on Tuesday he would stop drinking! Connie, his daughter was able to fly in from Vancouver and help with his care. It was now going to be a different, even longer road.
Make sure to check back for our final message Part 3: The last days
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