My Sister

On Saturday day I was at work and had spoken to my mom throughout the day on Kris' condition. Her breathing was shallow and she wasn't reacting to anything or anyone. My work was wonderful (as always) and let me leave work early. My step dad met me at my home and us and the dogs (fergie and my parents dog) drove up to Idaho. We arrived at 9:45pm. I walked in the house to her hospital bed in the family room and sat next to her. I told her I was here and I loved her. She opened her eyes, started crying, and told me she loved me and then asked if I was hungry.....that's my sister, always concerned of others. That night I layed on a cot next to her bed while my mom slept on the couch. I helped reposition her, gave medications through her g-tube, and cleaned the constant drainage from her mouth as she coughed. It was a long night. Sunday was a peaceful day. Her blood pressure was low, breathing was still shallow, but her heart was strong and working hard. The only time she reacted to anything that day was after the "release" blessing my step dad and Bas gave her. It was beautiful and as Bas leaned in to kiss her head she sat forward and cried some tears....never trying to talk or open her eyes. We had a wonderful Sunday dinner and played some games to help lighten the mood. Last night Bas slept on the couch and my mom and I shared the cot. No one really slept, we just listened to the breathing change to more labor, less frequent breaths. At 2:30 am we thought she was trying to leave this earth....her breathing was not good. We gave her a high dose of medications and in an hour she was still working hard to take breaths but she appeared peaceful again. The hospice nurse came around 10am this morning and her oxygenation was in the 40's, and her heart was still pumping strong. We thought it would be another long day but at 1:15 this afternoon my sister was finally free of her cancer body. Bas, my mom and I were by her side.....crying, but with tears of joy and how we are going to miss her so much. She no longer has to be in pain, eat through a g-tube, and she can finally talk and be understood. I believe she beat the cancer. She never let it get her down and she fought hard for a year and 5 months. She lived a great life and had the best husband who loved her and took amazing care of her. I'll be going back home tomorrow. Damen started school today and loves his class and teacher. All of the family will be back her at the end of the week for the funeral.

Kris....I love you!