Well...

Sometimes in life we have hard decisions to make. Decisions that we don't ever want to make. Decisions we don't think we'll ever have to make. Decisions that we swore we would never make.
Today was one of those big decision days. Scott's breathing and swallowing capabilities have been progressively getting worse the last couple weeks. As you all know we've been struggling to keep up with his medical needs.
In talking with Scott's doctor over the phone today we were faced with the choice of either having Scott admitted to the hospital, bringing in home health or bringing in hospice. The doctor thought the quickest path toward getting our objectives met would be to bring in hospice. Scott and I discussed the pros and cons of each option on the table and agreed with the doctor.
Tomorrow afternoon we will have Scott's evaluation and official admittance into Hospice. Northern Illinois Hospice is the foundation we chose to help us with Scott's grandma's passing and Scott's fathers passing in 2009.
Our hope is that we'll get Scott the oxygen and pain meds he needs to be more comfortable and enjoy more of life. A hospital admittance and home health care both have the mental mind set of "healing" Scott physically. We know that healing Scott physically is impossible. We just want his soul cared for, physically comfortable and home with us. We're confident that NIH will support us in that.

This does not mean that Scott has given up. Scott is a fighter. His will to live is legendary. I know he is not quitting on our family and we are not giving up on him. We've got to make him comfortable so he can spend as much time with Kate as possible.

This is not an end, it's just a transition. There is no crystal ball, all we can do is live for today.
And today we need more of this.

Kate couldn't wait to snuggle with her dad after nap today.

*forgive the horrible cell phone picture*

Thank you all for the support you continue to show my family. You all do so much to lift us up and keep us positive.
I have a date with a certain little girl and some pink Play-doh. Hoping Scott has rested enough to join us.