Poppo is stable. Tom has to go back to work so he flew back to Texas last night. The kids and I spent one more night with Teena and dropped by the hospital to see Poppo this morning before heading to Mississippi to spend some time with my family.
When we first entered Poppo’s hospital room, Ella was scared of all the tubes and didn’t want to go near Poppo. Poppo looked better today, but at one point he looked at me and said, “I’m miserable”. It breaks my heart to see him so helpless.
We only stayed a few minutes before we needed to leave and let Poppo rest. Poppo and I hugged and told each other “I love you”. We have told each other “I love you” many times before, but this time was different. We locked eyes and it was as if we both wanted to make sure that the other person really, really knew “I love you”.
When we were leaving, I picked Ella up to give Poppo a hug goodbye. She was so intimidated by the tubes that I expected her to push away, but she didn’t. When I pulled away from the bed, she kept reaching for Poppo and kept trying to crawl in bed with her Poppo. Oh, how Ella loves her Poppo.