December 31, 2013
This had been originally a letter to a friend. But did not have a chance to finish and mail it. Now it’s finished.
Born, January 24, 1937 Elliot completed radiation and chemo on the 20th. Elliot was saying the procedure only took 20 minutes. Afterward taking the chemo pills. By the time they got home Elliot head for bed. Dee for her chair. There he stayed till the next appointment. Dee & Elliot got up at 5am for those 7am appointments.
I tried doing as much as possible. When Elliot called to Dee, she would be sleeping or reading, I’d go see if I could help. Understanding what he was saying was difficult at best. His speech sounded like a slur over slurring. If Dee was sleeping I’d try to take care of it. Not wanting to wake her. With being up at at 5am for the 7am appointment. You could tell it was wearing on her. Still she was doing a majority of tending to his needs. I pick up the slack by doing more around the house. Which went on till just after Christmas.
After the first of the year until just before his birthday on the 24th he’d sit in his lounger longer and speaking much clearer.
(There is something bothering me. A few days before Christmas Dee and I were talking. I said, “that’s all over with”. Meaning the radiation and chemo. She replied (not verbatim), the worst is yet to come. [or words close to that]
I didn’t like the sound of what she said. So immediately put the words out of my mind. A pang was left in my stomach).
The survival rate for liver cancer is 5 years. Their doctor said, it was caught early. My research says “only a small number of liver cancers are found in the early stages and can be removed with surgery”. Also, with early diagnose radiation can be successful.
He came out for his birthday and sat in his lounger. When Dee gave him he’s birthday card Elliot seemed a little bit out-of-it.
After his birthday He started to go downhill and did not leave his bed. I had also learned the cancer had spread into the colon. As it spread Elliot’s stomach would get larger. With that, it was becoming increasingly more difficult to maneuver him on the bed.
The 19th he was having trouble breathing. Later that night he asked Dee to call the paramedics.
Elliot passed away on February 20, 2014 at 12:01 am. He was DOA in route to the hospital. Elliot was a most very close friend. So close Dee, Elliot and I considered me and I them family.
Elliot will be missed.
Elliot drying Jasmine