I'm at a loss...
Feb. 17th, 2009 08:56 pmJust a couple of weeks ago, I posted this. I've been processing this for 24 hours, because I don't really know how to put this down in words.
I got an email forward from Uncle B a couple days after they left for their cruise. G & E had had to leave the cruise after 3 days, becasue she was getting more and more unwell. They got home to Oregon, and G spent a night in hospital. Then she went home, and they said that the hospice nurses would be going to see her on the Monday.
Well, she died on the Monday. Uncle B emailed me yesterday, when their cruise arrived in Buenos Aires.
I was so grateful to have had someone to have the cancer whinge with. Less than 10 days later, she was gone. She'd been in remission, so she felt confident enough to book the holiday.
I feel very lucky to have met her. I'm so sorry she's gone. But also, I'm so glad she went so quickly. When she was with us, she was feeling pretty unwell, but was still herself. She had pain in her back and abdomen, but was mobile, and carrying on more or less as normal. A little more than a week later, and she died.
I know I'm repeating myself here. I'm babbling.
I'm just at a loss to know how I feel about it. Setting aside how her family and friends feel, of course. She was married to my uncle's best friend for almost 50 years. Aunt and Uncle missed the funeral, becasue they were on a cruise ship somewhere in the south atlantic. but their grandaughter was born a few days later, so I am glad that they have some joy to temper their sadness.
Just a couple of weeks ago, I was laughing with her about wigs, and who had the most expensive drugs. And now, she's gone.
I got an email forward from Uncle B a couple days after they left for their cruise. G & E had had to leave the cruise after 3 days, becasue she was getting more and more unwell. They got home to Oregon, and G spent a night in hospital. Then she went home, and they said that the hospice nurses would be going to see her on the Monday.
Well, she died on the Monday. Uncle B emailed me yesterday, when their cruise arrived in Buenos Aires.
I was so grateful to have had someone to have the cancer whinge with. Less than 10 days later, she was gone. She'd been in remission, so she felt confident enough to book the holiday.
I feel very lucky to have met her. I'm so sorry she's gone. But also, I'm so glad she went so quickly. When she was with us, she was feeling pretty unwell, but was still herself. She had pain in her back and abdomen, but was mobile, and carrying on more or less as normal. A little more than a week later, and she died.
I know I'm repeating myself here. I'm babbling.
I'm just at a loss to know how I feel about it. Setting aside how her family and friends feel, of course. She was married to my uncle's best friend for almost 50 years. Aunt and Uncle missed the funeral, becasue they were on a cruise ship somewhere in the south atlantic. but their grandaughter was born a few days later, so I am glad that they have some joy to temper their sadness.
Just a couple of weeks ago, I was laughing with her about wigs, and who had the most expensive drugs. And now, she's gone.