|Rick and Tobers just about four months before the tumor was found. Doesn't look like he had less thank a year left does he?|
I told him he had to go to the ER. He said NO! I told him he had to. He told me NO! I called Dr Phillips who he thought a lot of. He said take him anyway. I told him he had a choice of how he went. He could go in an ambulance or I could take him. He went with me. I called my friend Paula who at that time worked ER. They were waiting for us. They had him in CT very quickly. When Rusty brought him back to me, he would not look at me and got out of the room quickly. I knew it was something bad, but I was still thinking brain bleed. I wish. I never dreamed it would be a tumor. ER doc came in, saw me and went back out. He came back in in a couple of minutes. He then proceeded to kick us in the chest with cleats. That is the only description of how it felt when he said you have a mass in your brain, it is big. I think it's cancer but I don't know for sure. Tears were in his eyes. He said his brain was swollen and had shifted quite a bit.
|scan with a frontal lobe lesion with shift|
|normal ct scan|
I miss him more than you could know. Every day. But if he couldn't be cured and have a normal life, he didn't want to stay. He wanted to go on. We abided by his wishes. As difficult as it was, he said he was a winner either way it went. And he was. I have regrets. I have wishes. But I know we did all for him we could. We tried everything available. In the end, blood clots to his lungs were the final cause of his death. These were a complication of the cancer and the blood disorder he already had.
All of Rick's sisters and his brother were dear to him. The three sisters above, Beverly, Teresa and Sue came and stayed with him at the hospital every day. Someone was there. They stayed lots of nights. Five out of the six weeks he was in the hospital, many nights/week one of the three would stay with him after the first week there. The only times I let them stay were when he was stable. Some nights he was so unstable, I couldn't leave him. I don't know what I would have done without them.
There were so many others who were there on a frequent basis. I didn't even have to say anything. If he wasn't doing well and I needed someone, they were there. I couldn't have made it without them either. And Brother Joe, hospital Chaplain. What can I say about him. He checked on us often. He came on Sundays after church to check on Rick. I always knew he had been there if I was out of the room. And the ICU and CRSH nurses were wonderful.
I love all y'all!
To be continued........