The Waiting Game

You know, I'm not a real big fan of waiting. If you know me well, you know I'm not very patient. I guess that's why I'm having a hard time dealing with my father's illness. I don't like to talk much about it and a few people know that I'm just pushing it down, but I don't what else to do. Talking to him each day is difficult, as he is so drugged up and sometimes not very lucid. His siblings have either called or visited as have many friends. My personal family was able to say good-bye while we were home for Christmas. It saddens me to know that the next time I go home he probably won't be there. I don't know how my mom will handle it. So, now that people have said goodbye, the game has begun. The Waiting Game that is.