Dad is losing control of his body temperature. It's swinging back and forth from cold to fever and back again.
This is an end stage signal that his body is shutting down. So is the fact that despite large doses of steroids he is no longer interested in eating or drinking. He's getting hard to wake up, and quickly falls back asleep. The end is very near.
Ed and Lanna are coming down from Maine, me and Robert are cutting back to bare bones crowd control at Da Vinci. And we are watching and waiting for the end. I've never watched anyone die. I really wish it wasn't my father. But I know that my heavenly father loves me and has a plan for all of our lives. And I know that Dad will be resurrected to a perfect body in the next world, and will wait patiently for his wife who better stick around for many years.
To anyone checking in, my dad is Henry Davis, Ph.D. longtime owner/operator of the Weed Doctor in central NJ. He was a long-term Unitarian Universalist, active in the Princeton, Washington Crossing and Bethlehem Unitarian Churches and the UUMAC community. The end is very near, but the love he is leaving behind will be long remembered.
