I posted this on July 26,2005.
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There was a time in my misspent youth when I was fond of saying to a
certain female, "Every day we don't make love is one day less we will be
able to make love". I was reminded of that comment from long ago when I
got a phone call late last week telling me that a mutual friend had gone
to the emergency room of a local hospital, complaining about not feeling
well. They discovered kidney cancer and admitted her immediately.
Exploratory surgery was conducted today. There will be no chemo, no
further surgery. She has at best, a few weeks. Don't ever forget, EVERY
day you DON'T do something, is one less day you will be ABLE to do that
something.
Lew
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Tomorrow morning we say good by to this gal.
One of her final requests was that we have a party at a local yacht club
as a memorial.
We shall comply starting on Friday afternoon.
Lew
In article <[email protected]>, Lew
Hodgett <[email protected]> wrote:
> Tomorrow morning we say good by to this gal.
>
> One of her final requests was that we have a party at a local yacht club
> as a memorial.
>
> We shall comply starting on Friday afternoon.
Make it a helluva party.
djb
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In article <[email protected]>,
Lew Hodgett <[email protected]> wrote:
> One of her final requests was that we have a party at a local yacht club
> as a memorial.
What a wonderful opportunity for people to tell her (eulogize) how they
feel/felt about her and for her, hopefully, to be able to attend that
gathering.
Why do people have to die first before their friends gather around and
celebrate their lives?
The management of Palliative Care units, as well as Continuing Care and
Rehab, in 3 of our area hospitals, is amongst the responsibilities my
wife has in her job. I often listen to discussions about death and dying.
I hope your friend has the care and treatments available to her to make
her last days, on this planet, as comfortable as possible. In other
words, give her what she needs because this isn't the time to worry
about her getting addicted to anything. Simple quality of life, what is
left of it.
Lew, you are so right. There are NO guarantees we'll have a tomorrow to
enjoy. My favourite niece's husband in Witchita KS, 44 years old, never
woke up that morning last March 18. His freshly tied flies and fishing
pole were parked beside the garage door waiting for him that morning.
One never knows who's next.... or when.