shutterbug0303
02-08-2005, 08:34 AM
Dear friends,
My heavy heart is recalling this day, one year ago. I dreaded the return of this day on the calendar…however; I see that I am still here, so hopefully I will make it through.
I recall lying in my bed, praying that my Dad’s entrance into Heaven would be a smooth transition, with no fear, but peace and calm. I could not bring myself to stay in the room with him. I did not want to face the facts that my Dad was dying. At around 12:00 am the morning of February 8, 2004, I crawled into bed and shut my eyes tight…sending prayers. My door was cracked to listen for any movement in the other room. I must have dozed off, because at 12:55 am I heard a crash and was startled from my sleep. My sister had jumped off of the couch to my mom’s call, throwing the remote to the TV to the floor. He had just released his last breath in this world. As I recall, he had breathed in, then out, then about a minute later, one final breath out to expel the rest of his earthly being and transition into his final reward. He wasn’t awake for the last 36 hours of his life…never opened his eyes or really moved at all for that matter. I do remember the week before though, and how his eyes lit up as his sisters came from Pennsylvania to visit. He just wanted to go to the condo where they were staying and have pizza! We practically had to tie him to the bed!
My Dad was only with me for about 2 ½ months after the diagnosis of pancreatic cancer. This was such a short time…but dearly treasured. Unfortunately, this type of cancer is rarely detected at an early enough stage to do anything for the patient. Even if it is caught, the chances of it being in the part of the pancreas that can be removed is rare. When someone is fortunate enough to have both early detection and location in their favor, statistically, the likelihood that they will die from relapse within a few years is extremely high. This is such an awful type of cancer, as all are….I pray that continued research will soon be able to save the lives of the nearly 31,000 diagnosed each year.
Thank you for taking the time to read about this part of my life. I pray for each of you or your family member that may be faced with some sort of illness, whether cancer or even a cold. God Bless
Judy
My heavy heart is recalling this day, one year ago. I dreaded the return of this day on the calendar…however; I see that I am still here, so hopefully I will make it through.
I recall lying in my bed, praying that my Dad’s entrance into Heaven would be a smooth transition, with no fear, but peace and calm. I could not bring myself to stay in the room with him. I did not want to face the facts that my Dad was dying. At around 12:00 am the morning of February 8, 2004, I crawled into bed and shut my eyes tight…sending prayers. My door was cracked to listen for any movement in the other room. I must have dozed off, because at 12:55 am I heard a crash and was startled from my sleep. My sister had jumped off of the couch to my mom’s call, throwing the remote to the TV to the floor. He had just released his last breath in this world. As I recall, he had breathed in, then out, then about a minute later, one final breath out to expel the rest of his earthly being and transition into his final reward. He wasn’t awake for the last 36 hours of his life…never opened his eyes or really moved at all for that matter. I do remember the week before though, and how his eyes lit up as his sisters came from Pennsylvania to visit. He just wanted to go to the condo where they were staying and have pizza! We practically had to tie him to the bed!
My Dad was only with me for about 2 ½ months after the diagnosis of pancreatic cancer. This was such a short time…but dearly treasured. Unfortunately, this type of cancer is rarely detected at an early enough stage to do anything for the patient. Even if it is caught, the chances of it being in the part of the pancreas that can be removed is rare. When someone is fortunate enough to have both early detection and location in their favor, statistically, the likelihood that they will die from relapse within a few years is extremely high. This is such an awful type of cancer, as all are….I pray that continued research will soon be able to save the lives of the nearly 31,000 diagnosed each year.
Thank you for taking the time to read about this part of my life. I pray for each of you or your family member that may be faced with some sort of illness, whether cancer or even a cold. God Bless
Judy