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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)

8.19.2009

Mike and I have few pictures taken of us together lately, but Amber caught us synchronize eating cake, at our grandson's 3rd birthday party, so I had to post it!

Mike has really been putting forth effort eating the last couple of days. He cooked, and ate, a pound (minus two little guys) of shrimp scampi last night. He was so stuffed he couldn't sleep....
:(.....and neither could I...but I didn't eat the shrimp.

Tonight, he looks like he is six months pregnant. His stomach is so swollen, and his ankles are puffing up as well. I think the Ascites is on the return. We need to pray that away! It is so frustrating fighting this balance of fluids and the ammonia problem! Mike is weighing about 142 pounds, but I'm afraid it appears to be all fluids, and little actual weight.

He should be able to get some relief on Friday, when he has the Thoracentesis done. At least he might breathe a little easier. The cough he had been experiencing, has been remarkably better. I haven't seen him fussing with it at all today.

Thank you for praying for us. Nothing is more painful than watching someone you love struggling to breathe while coughing.

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