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In 2007, I began my original website, Sonshine's Haven. In 2007, it was turned into a blog and used to keep family updated on my first husband's fight with liver cancer. He passed away November of 2009. We were married for 34+ wonderful years and this journals some of that grief process I've gone through.

I have since remarried another widower, but Mike is missed dearly, and will always be a big part of my life.

At times, all of us will be called to act as witnesses to the suffering of another. We will be unable to affect the outcome physically. Words will fail us. Prayer will seem futile. And yet, the act of bearing witness to someone else's trials is a sacred sorrow that offers and astounding glimpse of eternal joy." by Ginger Garrett

"Being willing to stay with a loved one throughout their travail, can be difficult....YES! But offering yourselves as faithful companions on a dark and dreadful journey can be an unmeasured blessing." (paraphrased by me)

7.30.2009

Mike had a difficult night. He ended up sleeping, sitting up, because he was having trouble breathing laying down. When I tried to wake him for his breakfast and medications, I noticed he was running a temperature. I also noticed things were not looking the same around his tube, underneath the dressing. I asked him to call his oncologist, who happened to be in town today.

I couldn't get Mike to wake up enough to eat anything, or take his medications, before I left for work, so I made him promise me to do that. I called him at 10 a.m. and he was still asleep. I insisted again that he take his meds and call the doctor. He called me after speaking to the head oncology nurse. She asked Mike which hospital he wanted to go to, because that was where he needed to head. He was taken by surprise with that, and told her he needed to speak with me while she discussed things with the oncologist.

Mike ended up going to the hospital here in town to have a chest xray. He was suppose to have a thoracentesis on each lung, if necessary. Once there, they confirmed the pleural effusions had increased, but they realized they couldn't do anything because Mike was on Coumadin. (blood thinners) He needs to be off of those 3 days before they can do the procedure. So he'll have this procedure done sometime Monday.

So, we've stopped the Coumadin and Mike's on Levaquin (antibiotic). They tried to set up oxygen for him to use at home over the weekend, to help with his breathing, but Mike declined it.

This evening he's eaten very little, but he did have some hearty homemade chicken noodle soup, that one of our church family friends made for him. We were spoiled today having dinner prepared for us...and it couldn't have come on a better day.

Everyone has been so helpful and thoughtful. My boss even folded the bulletins I had printed this morning, while I ran home to take Mike to the hospital. I'm so blessed to be working for such a sweet church family.

Thank you for continuing to guard Mike with your thoughts and prayers. As of this evening, there is no temperature...but he keeps falling asleep sitting up...and refuses to go to bed early. I pray God will touch Mike's right side and heal whatever might be going on inside, and that He'll divinely touch Mike's lungs to remove all of this excess fluids.
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