My dear uncle will always be with me--in my heart. He passed over this past Monday, March 13th from lung cancer. He had one lung removed and then immediately started chemotherapy. He'd just started radiation (only 4 treatments) when he collapsed from weakness and was taken to the hospital. After numerous tests the doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.
But I knew. My trained eyes told me everything. He was dying and wasn't going to beat the lung cancer. I called and told my family back in Michigan, our dear Dodie wouldn't be with us for long and yet I wished the doctors were correct in their assumption that he'd be going home soon. The icing on the cake was the nosocomial infection he contracted while in the hospital. As compromised as he was he didn't have a chance to fight that off regardless of what the doctors ordered.
For those that don't know what a nosocomial infection is, it's an infection that is in the hospital and is resistant to antibiotics. Better known in the media now as a super bug.
The above picture is from Christmas of 2004. Tio Dodie, a master at card tricks, was playing my daughter, Katie, for all it was worth. And he enjoyed every minute of it too, as was Katie who dearly loved him.
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