03/31/09

I have so much to say and don't know where to begin!

Within 11 days we have gone from hearing that dads cancer has spread and he only has less than six months to live, to him coming home for one week and having his conditon deteriorate at high speed, then back to being himself again!

All last week was a week of family, extended family, church friends, work friends and old friends from way back, coming and visiting, and pretty much to be honest...saying Goodbye to a loved one! As the week went on, he got worse and worse. We had hospice tell us, "oh it will be maybe a month, and he'll be gone" then a day later saying "oh, it will be within days"

So on saturday, he had a good day of visiting with many people who love him. And we had hospice come out, because, his condition had changed from the night before. The nurse assessed him and said, "lets just make him comfortable" sooo....AKA let him die peacefully. Me being the medically talented person that I am (AKA "greatest thing that happened to this family" ha ha (inside joke)) wouldn't take that for an answer, and insisted in finding out what we can do to have him checked out, because I felt something was wrong.

We ended up calling 911. At this time he was just resting, because he had a busy day with all the visiting. Within minutes they came and assessed him and rushed him to the nearest hospital. They told us "he is critical, his oxygen levels were in the 70's, his blood pressure is low" This was NOT a good thing to hear. So I rushed behind the ambulance to get there as soon as i could to be with him so he wouldn't be scared. I got there and they were telling me how bad he was doing, and making it sound like he was ready to check out at any time.

He hung thru the night. He was transferred to the ICU. Me and mom sat by his side the whole time. Basically they were keeping him comfortable. I just sat there the whole night holding his hand, and trying to get him to respond, and he wouldn't. So I knew it was time for him to go. I just sat there waiting for him to take his last breath........

But the next morning, was a different story. He became a little bit more responsive. And continued to respond slowly and randomly throughout the day. They were still telling us that he wasn't going to hang on much longer. Boy did that change. By the time they gave him some blood that evening, he was perking up a little bit more. He had his up and down moments.

Don't ask me how, but after all this, he has now been transferred to the hospital across town, for insurance and Dr. reasons. And he is back to being the same old Marty. He is no longer in distress. He is maintaining his own blood pressure at a normal range. He is alert. No more fever. I just can't believe the difference. Here yesterday we were talking bout starting to make arrangements for his burial, and now we are thinking bout when he gets to come home.

His body became septic (google, i would explain if i had more time) He went in to shock. The blood and antibiotics have helped that. There are still many tests to run, and many questions to be answered, but for now, I just feel blessed that he's still here! God wasn't ready for him yet! There is a reason he is still here, and I kinda think I know why, but I'll share that in another note sometime soon. There are many details that I have left out, but there is way more to tell, but I just don't have the time to write it!

Reality, he still has Cancer. That hasn't gone away. Reality, he almost died, but he didn't. Reality, it will happen, but not today! Reality, I"m going to bed, end of story! :)

THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR YOUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS!!!! Prayer is powerful, and I'm seeing that more and more everyday!!