My Husband Lost His Battle - Father's Day 6/17/12

Some of you may have seen this on Facebook - others not. My husband lost his battle at 6:37 am on Sunday morning - Father's Day - 6/17. He was doing so well - had finished his treatment (this was his third battle with the beast) - was recovering well, had trache and picc line removed, and was getting his energy back. He had started back walking with the dog and I and even the doctors, who he saw on Friday, 6/15, were amazed by his recovery.

Sunday morning he woke me pointing at his throat/neck indicating he couldn't breathe. We tried to suction, while dialing 911. The suctioning didn't work and he went to the ground. While on phone with 911 I did mouth-to-mouth and air was coming back at me so I knew he had some sort of blockage in his throat that was cutting off the airway. Parameds were there within 5 minutes and they worked on him a long time. They transported him to the hospital but he was gone when they left here with him.

Doctor had hospital said no airway, following by cardiac arrest. I have asked myself a zillion times if he hadn't had the trache taken out would that have made a difference. Doc examined him and we saw on the screen he had a decent airway. I guess we will never know - could have been scar tissue build up, swelling, who knows.

I guess God was ready for him to go home. I believe his cancer was not gone and he was being spared the nasty road that was laying ahead of him.

Everyone here is so kind and supportive during treatment and after. It is such a place of comfort.

We are doing ok, sad, tired and trying to wrap our arms around the fact that he is gone.