Ron E.

About Ron E.

This submission is actually regarding my Mother’s care for my Father. He was diagnosed with stage 4 prostate cancer which he battled for two years, until succumbing to the disease in July of 2017. Everything was worst case scenario when he found out at the young age of 64- stage 4- already metastasized to his lymph system. Sometimes the visits at the oncologist were encouraging, but more often they weren’t. My Mother, his wife, his high school sweetheart, never missed an appointment. No matter how small she was there for every one. As the cancer progressed she was there if he needed to talk- or if he needed to stare out the window in silence. When the time came that the only thing left was hospice, my mom essentially fulfilled that role as well. My Brother, Sister, and I took turns spending the night so she could get some sleep and he would never be alone with whatever he might need. My mom allowed him to maintain his dignity and comfort through his dying breath- without a thought of her own pain. She never once asked for a break although the loss she had to be feeling was inconceivable. Even now she wonders if she did enough. My dad’s last whispered words- i love you- were a testament of his appreciation for her. My only wish is for her to know how much we all appreciate her and how special What she was able to provide my dad was.

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