Another week is done.

Mom has nearly gotten moved.  She is in her new place, here in Mission.  Seems very nice to me.  Lots of people and they all seem happy and busy.  She should be quite comfortable.  Her phone should get hooked up this morning, and thankfully, her tv was on last afternoon.

We have the majority of her stuff there, we just have to clean up and get rid of the rest of her stuff in
Abbotsford.

Mom, and I, went to visit Dad yesterday at the Abby Hospital.

He does not look very good.  The still have the drain tubes into his lungs.  The nurses say that he is quite quiet and calm.  However, he hasn't eaten anything for three, maybe four days.

I think that he is staying alive on his own will power and the fact that he has a pacemaker.
He may well be hanging on "to make sure" that Mom gets moved and settled properly.

We are all resigned to him just going to sleep, one evening, and not waking up in the morning.

He is very skinny and extremely weak, but, you can still see the vestiges of a hard working guy inside him.

His passing is going to leave a big hole in our family.  He has been a central part of many great events and decisions over a great number of years.