Jul 04, 2013 - 12:31 pm
Please pardon the copy and paste from an email I sent to family and friends. So here goes!
This is the email that I've dreaded writing for three years, ever since I first wrote to tell you I had cancer. I can't say for certain that I I'm dying, but I am getting very, very weak. Warning: The following is pretty graphic, but if you want to know how bad things are it's important not to skip. There was an incident a few days ago where I was getting off of the toilet and got to a a halfway standing position and couldn't get up past a crouch. By time I go into my bedroom my canes were on the ground and I was crawling down the hall. Of course, my cell phone was dead a getting a charge. The life alert necklace I wear around my neck, dangling unforgotten. I don't know how long after that, but the nurse came in to change my diaper (yes I've had to have nursing care for some time) and it was full of blood. And when I say full of blood, I mean slasher flick amounts. During all of this, my oxygen level dropped to about 70% while 90 or above is desirable..! The nurse made the comment to my sis that left untreated, I would have died within 12 - 16 hours. Happy Fourth of July.
Well my friends, that's about all. Lu is well, better than me in fact!
Well May God Bless and keep you all