Hospice

So on Monday January 23rd, I woke up at home, and knew, that today would be a rough day...Today was the day I was to get my Boy to hospice, so he can begin his passage home...I went and dropped my car off at the hospice house, and my MIL picked me up, and we went to the hospital to get Boy...Boy was not doing well this morning...having a very difficult time breathing...we waited and waited and waited for what seemed like days for the ambulance crew to get to us, for the transport...All I kept thinking was that I have GOT to keep my promise to Boy, to not let him die in a hospital....Luckily, he held strong, and the ambulance guys finally got to us...It was to be simple, get Boy and Girl into the ambulance, and it would be a short 5-10 minute drive to the hospice house...But there were no guarantees...no one could tell me for sure that he would not die on the way...I signed what felt like a million pieces of paper, basically saying, "Lets do this!"...

I think we got to the hospice facility in record time!!!

As soon as we arrived, we were taken to our room.  At this point, Boy was out in to regular street clothes...all fluids were stopped.  The only thing he had in him now, was oxygen, and a pain pump, where he could administer himself hydromorphone (10 X stronger than morphine) anytime he wanted.  He rested for awhile...The trip over took a lot out of him...When he woke up an hour or so later, he looked batter than he had in the past week...I made everyone leave the room, so we could talk...I asked him what he wanted..I explained again, that he would only have a few hours to a day or two left to live, and that I would do and get him anything he wanted...He said he wanted his son and daughter to come see him, and that he wanted pizza and beer...LOL...my baby...he hasnt eaten solid food in months, but that is what he wanted....I told him to rest, and I would get it done...I called his aunt, asked her to go get our Bug from school and bring her to us...I called his son in MO, and told him that he, his wife, and our grandkids needed to come up...and I sent his mom to the store to stock us up on beer...And I sat....and didnt leave his side.....and I held his hand, and rubbed his head....And eventually, people started flooding in to see my Boy...

It was a wonderful night....it was so much more than I could have EVER asked for, for him...there were old friends...cousins....his son and our Bug...his daughter in law....his grandkids....and there was pizza and beer....he told me to update all of our online friends as to what we were doing that night....and we had SO many people from all of the world celebrating his life with us...people commenting, and posting pictures, and having pizza and beer with us....

We have been blessed to have SO many dear friends and family members all over, that have been there with us and for us on this horrible journey that we have had to take...We can never thank you all enough or tell you all enough how much you mean to us....

Breathing time.........