Another day

My dad received two blood transfusions today (from a young Spanish woman he hoped - that is his humor). He is not doing much better. His body is weak and he is barely eating anything. Just a little pudding. The last time he had a sepsis/pneumonia last year, he felt better much sooner. But the long fight and the chemotherapy have weakened his body. He said to my mom today that he doesn't know whether he will wake up tomorrow.

I told my mom that she needed to tell me if she wanted me to come. She told me she was concerned about the long travel for Lilli, because it was so hard on me last time. I told her that this was because I was sick. She then promised me to tell me if she needs me.

I gave her a little book about angels for Mother's day. It is about how an Angel is there for you to consolidate you if you feel you can't go on. She really likes this book and brought it to the hospital today and was reading it while my dad was sleeping. At least it seems like she is drawing some strength out of this.