Monday, July 28, 2008

The Final Thank You

I just received a call from Bob's nurse practitioner at the VA Hospital Hospice. Bob was found not breathing at 4:20 pm on Saturday.

Kiki and I left his room at 3:10, so the actual time of death must have been shortly after we left. I'm so grateful that we got to lavish two hours of love, affection and thank yous on him. (And, of course, just so he knew us, we had to throw in a few barbs and teases as well.) He could no longer speak, but we know he heard every word and would occasionally squeeze one of our hands.

I think I mentioned in an earlier blog that I wouldn't have gone to SF had I known how sick I was. I'm glad I didn't know.

2 comments:

Barbara Roth said...

Susan, I am so sorry about your friend Bob passing. How wonderful that you were with him in his final hours. I know he must have cared so much for you as we all do. Take care and get lots of rest and snuggle under those warm blankets.

Nancy said...

Susan, I'm so sorry for your loss. He knows you were there for him. Please take care of yourself and let me know if I can help you in any way. love, nancy