The Best Moments

I have tried blogging a few times about my dad, but its just been too hard. I first want to say that God is so good to me. I cant explain how difficult its been to see my dad go through this. However, God has shown me things that I wouldn't trade for anything. Its been a really great, wonderful, hard,funny, sad, loving experience. Today I want to share one of my experiences with you all. It was a funny one, I laughed the hardest ever and it was with my dad. It started on Tuesday on of the days dad goes to dialysis. After work I head over to my rents house and as I walk in my mom says, "your dad is in a very bad mood," which is normal for after a day at dialysis. She likes to warn me cuz I get all hurt when hes mean to me. I tell myself its understandable being that he is sick. She also mentions that he has markings on his head and I asked her like what, blood? She says no I'm not sure what it is. Well I call for him and he kinda yells at me, something to the extent what do you want, but not in a nice way. He was in the restroom and was being really really grouchy so I left and decided to go back after hes not annoyed. I called my sister in law who picked him up from dialysis for me and ask her if she noticed anything on his head. She says yes and assured me it wasn't blood. She said what it looked like to her was like what her dad had on his stomach when the doctors wrote on him to cut him open. So I hang up with her and call dialysis and speak to a nurse. I ask her if they wrote on my dads head for some reason because he came home with marks on his head. She was trying not to laugh at me but she did! She replied that no they didn't write on him. I call my dad on my way back over and ask him the usual questions like, how are you feeling, do you need anything. I ask him about the markings my mom says he has. He says he doesn't know what it is. He fell a few days ago and i asked if he was sure he didn't hit his head. He says no, so now I'm eager to get there. When I arrive I go for his head first and immediately say they are veins, purple veins that I have never noticed. I text Vanessa who is a PA and goes to my church. I'm questioning her and explaining and she says well if they are veins that were not there yesterday than its not normal. I tell her man I have never noticed them. She goes on to say ask him how he feels and just keep a close eye on him. So the next day I go to work worried but I know the nurse goes to see him that day. I get there after work and he says, "Mama ya se lo que es en mi cavesa," he tells me that he let the nurse know i was worried cuz he had purple veins on his head. She examines him and says its ink!!!! I was so sure they were veins. Then he remembers for her but not for me, and goes on to tell her ohhh look I been scratching my head with this pen!! Can you believe that?!!! I'm such an idiot! He does it for her the way he scratches himself and she says yup that's it. He had been writing all over his head with a pen and I was freakin out for nothing! But boy did we laugh and laugh about it. I will remember these moments and cherish them forever.