Fancylady_2006
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Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: Western IN
Posts: 172 A Sad But True story~

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Sorry this took me so long to copy, but I just got my big computer back.
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 thought 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 half hr. away from any ambalance that could 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. He couldn't seem to talk.

Finally 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 smaller 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 and they 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 ATV to drive to the mail box & on the farm so he could have a little enjoyment out of life.
He began 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 he couldn't talk 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 in the hospital because he was disorented & Dr.thought he might of had 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 did closer together and one night I 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, at 12:10 noon.

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

awwww Thank you for sharing your story with us.
I am so sorry for your loss and if I can ever do anything please just yell.

I am always here to listen even if you need to vent,

BIG HUGS
Jennifer

I am sorry for your loss. My Dad's name was Bob too. Same thing, I could have written what you wrote myself, word for word, right to the very end. I was with my Dad, holding his hand when he passed away this October 2nd. Dad just turned 71. I too have had spinal surgeries and need of a lumbar fusion.

Hospice was wonderful and a Godsend. I too am going to volunteer when I can, to sit and help others in their time of need.

Dad's last 4 hours were the hardest for Me and my Family. I can sympathize with you. My Condolences on your loss.

Lori