9 Pink and Blue Balloons.

Today was a crazy day!!!!!
Firstly we had our regular 2 nurses in this morning, then my uncle turned up on his way to work. Then my mum and dads friend Kim came round and we had a nice chat. She's been round loads since my dad got really sick and its so nice for them to have such good friends! She went in to my dad and was talking to him and he reacted to her abit so we know he can still hear us (they do say that hearing is the last sense to go). Then my Aunt came round, then my grandad. Then the councillor woman came round for a little chat. Then the priest came again.... he gave my dad absolution which is kinda like the CoE version of the Catholic last rights, but not so depressing. We had a nice chinwag and an unhealthy dose of tea and coffee... then it was time to pick all the nutter kids up from school!!
Me and mum were talking today about what songs we think we should have at dads funeral (how freaky is it arranging all this and he isnt even dead yet!!!) and i think we are more or less sorted now! My mum was worried that certain people in his family are going to try to take over all the organising of it, but we have everything done now so their is nothing for them to take over. They havent really been around the whole time my dad was ill so why should they come in and think they have the right to choose whats best for him when he's dead? Its too late then, they should have been around when it mattered!
I have a killer head ache!!! Think it's just cos im tired!! :(
My mum had a really good idea today. She said that we should buy a helium balloon for each one of the kids that she looks after and write their names on them, then tie them all together and have them at the funeral instead of flowers. Its such a cool idea because balloons are such a happy thing and would be a good symbol from the kids to dad! I think we all underestimated the kids when my dad was first diagnosed. We didnt really think about how this would affect them all. A lot of them have been here since they were babies so my dad was always a prominant figure in their lives and they watched him slowly get more sick. None of them have seen him now because he is in bed but they still ask after him and give us hugs to give to him. Sometimes it is so nice to just have a simple conversation with them about it because everything is so black and white and uncomplicated with them.... A nan of one of the boys was diagnosed with breast cancer last week, but his mum doesnt want to tell him she has cancer, she just said that she is sick, because he has seen my dad the whole way through his illness and she knows he'll probably associate cancer with death and hopefully his nan will recover from this but she doesnt want to frighten him.