Pablo took a turn for the worse overnight. After getting increasingly congested over the last couple of days, his breathing worsened as his lungs filled with fluid. Three weeks after admission to hospital following a fall at home at 5am, leading to a cracked rib & 4 stitches in a head wound, we enter the final phase.
I feel that the greatest gift I can give Pablo is a peaceful ending. To that end, with the great help & support of our wonderful oncologist, he is now deeply sedated, to ease his suffering. He estimates that we may be only hours from the end, perhaps a week at the most. Pablo has been so strong it wouldn't surprise me if he beats the odds. But I will remain here, at his bedside, typing laboriously with one hand while the other hand holds his, as I keep in touch with the world.
My thanks to everyone here, for the knowledge, wisdom, advice & support that has sustained me through this long 19 month battle. Our son & daughter, 20 & 18 will soon lose their Daddy. I will lose my husband of 22 years & with it the dream of us growing old together. What a fearsome beast this cancer is.
Sending strength to all out there who are battling or grieving. Special strength to Leisha as she approaches a similar phase.
Love to you all,
Liz xxxx
