Moments I Want to Remember

In the doc office yesterday (6/11/2011) Tracy W., dad's oncology PA, was encouraging dad to be more mindful of his health and self-care. . .he hadn't eaten. He was explaining why - he had been tending to mom all morning (major bag malfunction). I explained to Tracy the trauma of mom coming home with an ostomy bag and then getting his diagnosis the following day. I said, "he's just not ready to relinquish his role as caretaker."  Dad bowed his head and whispered, "I can't - she's my buddy." Tracy and I had a difficult time holding back the tears. We exchanged blood shot glances and swallowed back the sweet bitterness of the moment.