5:58am February 26, 2015

That disturbing moment when…

….you realize that you, your mother, and your father have all been told by doctors, “I’m not sure how you’re still alive, with test results like that.”

And now your father is, actually, dead.

Luckily the conditions my mom and I were told that about (central and obstructive sleep apnea in my mom’s case – I have those but I think not as severe as her; and adrenal insufficiency in my case) are highly treatable, unlike my father’s cancer. He lived longer than anyone expected, though. I think he held out for my and my mother’s birthdays, but not his own, which shows you what kind of a person he is.

(I still can’t do “was” in the past tense for my father. It feels like he’s still around, just not somewhere anyone living can get to.)