docs gave neighbor 3 weeks to live

linemup

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One of my best friends dad (who happens to live 4 houses down from me) has a brain tumor. Docs gave him a few weeks. I ve been going down 3-4 times per week to help him out of car and into bed after dialysis treatments that he has to take. My reason for posting this is simply this. It kills me to see a good man deteriorate like this. I see a change every single time I go over. Im not a bug church going kinda guy sadly but I just dont think a man should have to go thru something like this. Just a week ago, he was talking and in discomfort. Now, he doesnt even know me. I just hate he is going thru this.................doesnt deserve it. He has been too damn good to too many people in his life. Tough ole guy though, will not complain at all. Loves to talk about the days of the 50's and bikes and racing cars. Hope he goes in his sleep.
 

Brew

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Sorry to hear about your neighbor, thoughts and prayers to you his family and friends.
 

wyatt580

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So sorry to hear. Unfortunetly I've had my fair share of good people go down that road and it just never gets easier. Just wish it would end.....Just know he's going to better place..
 

nine lives

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My father in law was diagnosed with Glioblastoma multiforme (GBM) (very aggressive brain tumor) in November. Went from a man had just begun to enjoy his retirement after working 7 days a week, to he way he is now, laying in a bed with a diaper on, can't even talk, has to be spoon fed, waiting to die. Terrible to see.
Also lost my step father in November to leukemia. You just never know when you time is gonna come. I try to live my life to the fullest. Do I take some unnecessary risks? Yep, but I'm having fun, just never know if today will be your last.
 

Ray

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So sorry to hear. Unfortunetly I've had my fair share of good people go down that road and it just never gets easier. Just wish it would end.....Just know he's going to better place..
Agrees, and it is tough watching the people we know and love go down that road, friends or family or maybe just from a distance we feel the pain even after they have passed on. We miss them and we all struggle with it.
My Father was killed in 1962 working for the electric company really before real safety procedures were put in place. He was wearing all the protective gear required at that time but the rubber gloves only came right below the elbow and the line he was working on was as they say "Hot". It grounded out on him like a giant spark plug and killed him. Over the years I have purposefully searched out people that really knew him to kind of get to know him myself because I was so small then I barely can remember him, only through other people's memorys. I never found anyone that said anything bad about him, other than he did have a quick temper. He was a deacon in the church and I can remember we were there a lot. Because of things like that, that happen to him safety in much better now. They wear gloves up to their shoulders I believe.
In my old age, I am good with it now as well, I realize the very instant he took his last breath had been planned by God a long time ago. If a person believes in God and believes that God doesn't make mistakes, and is control of life and death. Then we got to trust Him to get us through it, and He does.
I recently read a book called "Heaven is for Real" about a little boy that was misdiagnosed and his appendix ruptured, he almost died. He tells his mother and father as he starts getting better about things and people he saw in heaven. ( I highly recomind the book)
A little story from the book that the little boy told, than Ray will Shhhhhh!
The little boy's Father is a pastor and he had to go visit an man in his last moments that was himself a pastor. The little boy went with him and family was in the room with the old gentleman just barely still living. They talked a little and the Pastor before he was going to leave said a prayer for the old man and his family in this very tough time. The pastor and his son began to leave the little boy went back to the old man and took his hand, and said, "It's going to be alright. The first person you meet when you get to heaven will be Jesus."

Ray
 

Bowhunter

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I feel your pain with the loss. Doctors gave my dad 6 weeks to live in Nov. of '07, he hung on to life until this past Dec. of '10. Those were 3 of the toughest years I have lived through and it really takes a toll on you as a care-giver. Hopefully your friend will have eternal rest soon with a peaceful passing.
 

Biker Babe

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My sister, who is a year older than me, lost her husband to a brain tumor. That was so hard to watch happen to a young vibrant man so full of life. My sister wanted to make sure that she married the love of her life. He got married from a hospital bed in the family den and passed about about a week later.

Life is precious. Live it.

Thoughts and Prayers for you, your neighbor and all those in his life.
 

NascarNutCase

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No question about it, cancer sucks. It takes away the ability to continue to be ourselves and leaves the victim in a state that we generally don't even want to remember them as. Happened to my brother. I keep my brother's memory as when he was before he got sick. My heart goes out to you man and your good friend. If it's any consolation, he's going to a much better place.
 

shovelcowboy

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So sorry to hear this. Prayers to you, your friend and his Dad. It seems so many have had friends and loved ones suffer with this curse, cancer (and brain cancer must be one of the most awful).

Like Nine Lives father in law, my most favorite uncle died of Glioblastoma some years back. It was tough to watch and excruciating to see him suffer. I gave the eulogy and talked of how generous he was, always hosting family reunions, and hosting fun events for all the family children. He was the BEST!

That is why this memory patch is on my vest. In honor of Sonny Johnson.:flag: He rode Harleys in the late '40s and '50s:

Shovelcowboy

 

Turdle

Active Member
We are all gonna go sometime, this guy at least knows when.
Its not easy, but its life.
Treat everyday like its your last, one day you will be right.
 

linemup

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My buddy called from work today and wanted to know if I would go help his dad get out of bed. Since I teach, and am off in summers, natuarally I didn't mind. Wouldn't anyway. So, Randall (my buddys dad with cancer) had a pretty good day today. He remembered me this time and actually carried on a conversation. Same ole guy conversation, bikes, hot rods, and chicks. He smiled alot, and that was good. While he is still in discomfort, and tends to see things that aren't there, he is still the same ole guy. Raised one heck of a son, he did.
My dad too, passed from a brain tumor July 4 of 1999. I remember his cognitive ability being very, very similar to Randalls. Guess thats why it bothers me so to seem him struggle.
I do appreciate your comments, and allowing me to vent.
 
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