Everyone asked if I could talk to daddy, he needed to get to the hospital soon and maybe he would listen to me. I asked him on Monday, "Please daddy we need to take you home" he agreed without any argument. Said he was ready but he still wanted to take the kids to Reno. I was more concerned about getting him to a good hospital, we were way up in Idaho and the closest big hospital was Reno. Boise was nearer but that would be going farther up north and that wouldn't work. He didn't want it. By this time daddy had a hard time breathing and couldn't stand for longer than a minute. It was usually just from the chair to the car or bathroom. He didn't get off the wheel chair otherwise. It was surreal, our daddy was going to die but not at home. We were'nt even close to home. Everybody says we shouldn't have went to Idaho but he wanted it so bad and had been talking about it for over a year, it was important to US we give him this last wish.
We get packed quickly, Aunt Alex said don't worry about cleaning, although we tried to do it all quickly, and luckily she had some oxygen left in a tank from her asthma medical problems. She hooked daddy up, said goodbye. I think she knew she wouldn't see him again. It was good he got to see all his sibling before he was gone. He saw Aunt Connie and Uncle Pat, Aunt Mary, Aunt Alex and Uncle Julian and Peter and Uncle Juans brother and wife. Plus his neice Rosie and Florentino. He saw Uncle Jessie, Uncle Leo, and Aunt Vera in Reno, Plus Aunt Lupe a week before in Tulare.
It was good, but now the ride back was starting.
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