Now that the initial shock of Dad's passing has gone by, Dad had liver surgery about 3 weeks ago to remove a cancerous tumor. The tumor was removed completely. The cancer had not spread. He was in the hospital for 4 days. He was home for another 4 days and had to go back to the hospital because he was retaining fluid in his intestines. 3 days later they took out the tube. He had been complaining that he was cold the past 3 days and wasn't eating. He started having problems breathing, and ambulance arrived and took him to the local hospital. It took two hours to stabalize him and insert a tube for the ventilator. He was sedated and brought up to ICU. The doctors stated that he came in with an erratic heartbeat and they saw fluid around the heart. It was determined that Dad has a massive infection and they tried four different drugs on him and none worked. Dad never regained conciousness and just slipped away at 3:30 am in Arizona. My mother has decided to cremate him. That means that I will never get another chance to say goodbye. That is really killing me right now. |