Please feel free to start a new thread and tell us a bit about your loved one so we can get to know who he/she was and how you are doing.


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I want to take this time to thank everyone who has replied.

Alffe~ I have started to journal several times and just don't keep at it. I know the importance,but I have so much to do right now. I've just had the one surgery & getting ready for another. Then I have sold most of the farm and bought a place in town. And I need to have an acution soon , before selling the house. Then the moving process will begain and I don't have any business lifting nothing. I don't know how to manage it all the way it is. My churchfamily is here or I am there all the time. They are good to me.

Mama Sue~ Thanks for the prayers.I will always need them.I do have good days, but it don't take much to push me over the edge. I also have a nephew that is willing to go the second mile with me. Our son is in prison and I don't see him. When I had my will made out I had help threw a lawyer where my He is like a son also. No one else has been this kind so he will be rewarded when I can't manage or if I die..

Rocking 4 Epilepsy~ I'll be to tell the story about my husband, but I think it is on a different forum. May I can copy it, I'll check. I have a doctor appointment shortly and don't have time to type it all up now.
Blessings,
Fancylady

(((Billie))) You sound down today..more so than in the past..bet it's that dang pain! Gentle hugs.

When our son killed himself, one of my sisters got me a "Grief Journal", I'd never heard of such a thing but it has short pages, and comforting quotations, and I'd find myself just writing a line or two on a page.

I put it away years ago and was so suprised at some of the things I had written when I came across it recently. When we are in shock...we are truly someone else...someone we don't know.

Hugs for the room.

Yes Please do...
Start a new thread so we can all post replies and be able to find it easy

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This is on the other BT Smoking forum. I was unable to copy it as I as I am on the notebooIk computer. My other is in the shop I can highlight but carry it here, so I'll start all over again.

There was a time when my husband (BOB) & I both smoked. When I decided to quit was when we were approved to adopt a son in our family. I told God I had a habit that he wanted and he had the power to grant what we wanted.
After much thought, I told the Lord I was willing to stop before we brought this child to live in our home. And I did, Never to smoke in the last 30 years. It wasn't that I didn't want one, but that Bob thoufgt this wasn't a good time to stop, but I did in fact that I promised God not man. It was my choice!

Much later I noticed he wasn't looking to good but he was the kind that wouldn't go to the Dr. no matter what. On March 24 of this year Bob was working at home in a little repair shop, that he passed out while letting my pastor in so he could work on his truck. I had seen him outside eariler and he looked fine. There was about 5 men here that afternoon, when all of a sudden
one came runnung to our home saying Bob had passed out. I went out there
& took one look and said Stroke. He looked bad and knew nobody. One had a cell phone and was calling 911. It wasn't long before the first responders came. We do live about hauf hr. away from an ambalance that get here. in the meantime they worked on him and he just didn't come around enough to
know anybody including me or his brother. H e couldn't seem to talk.

Findaly the ambalance came & they decided to take him to the nearest hospital for they couldn't even get his vital signs. At the hospital after xays and CT Scans they decided he had a large lump on his lungs and one a little maller on his brain.
Next he was taken to a much larger hospital where intern's interview him all night and ran many more test. Finally they sent in a Neurosugeon to see his
xrays and said he thought he could operate on him the next day. it was successful and they were sure he had got it all.

The next thing was to decide what to do with his lungs. Bob over heard his Dr. say he wouldn't live over 3 mos. & he didn't want to do nothing. Those dreaded words no one likes to hear!
He did make arrangments for Bob to be seen nearer to our home and have Radition & Chemo near our home. After 2 weeks of radiation his hair came out but he wasn't sick. he wasn't sick but had a very dark tan andthey soon had to stop the chemo for he couldn't take both.

The radition went on for 2 more weeks and he got very sick as the days went by. No more driving as he was on Moraphine and he lost all interest in food and they suggested Boost or Ensure drinks. We got him an ATVto drive to the mail box & on the farm so he could have a little enjoyment out of life.
He begain to sleep a lot but the Drs. were encourgaing and said he could live 8 mos. to 2 yrs yet. I was having a hard time beleiving that for a could walk good all the time and he was starting to say things that didn't make since. He has always be smart and had design many things in his life.

It wasn't long till he slep 19 hours a day, then would be up of the evening till the wee hours of the morning. I was wearing out, being awake most of the time. I tried to keep my eye on him as he would wonder. One night the Dr.put him back inthe hospital because he was disorented & Dr.thought he might of a stroke. he hadn't, but they let us know he was dying. Hospice came in and said you don't have to go on with the Chemo, that they could make him confortable at home. That's what we did. But my heart was breaking knowing we were living in his last days. Hospice was wonderful and I could call day or night. he seem to slip right out of our hands fast. Everyone was surprised he went so fast. The last eight days at first were nice,we dread closer together and one nightI ask him to ask Jesus into his life, people had been talking to him all along, & he said "YES". I was so happy and he was too.When My paster came the next day we told him about this and we did rejoice.

Here comes the hard part, in about 5 days or so he wasn't hardly responding at anything. The nights were long and finally Hospice said they would give him continous care until he passed. He died in my arms at home July 18, 2006.

Everything has changed for me now as I am selling the farm and moving to town in a doublewide home. I am having a hard time knowing what to do with myself. Oh, I have been busy and I have had a back surgery and will have another surgery at the end of this month. I am planning to do work for Hospice when I get back on my feet but in the meantime I don't know. What I said on the other forum. It does harm you to smoke, unless you want to go ahead and die before your time is up. We are both just old enough to retire and look what happen.
May God Bless You,
Fancylady