My brother died yesterday. He was 55 years old.
For several months he had been receiving chemotherapy and radiation as treatment for lung cancer which spread to the lymph nodes. As early as last week, the doctors told him (albeit reluctantly) that he is considered in remission.
This past Saturday he went to the hospital emergency room because he was feeling badly. He was diagnosed with Pneumonia. Yesterday, while in the hospital, his heart stopped and the doctors could not revive him.
After I received the call yesterday afternoon, I must have been in shock. I didn't cry right away, but I had this progressively growing knot in my stomach. I did release a bit (crying) last evening. This morning, however it is hitting me hard...I am weeping consistently. Which I suppose is a good thing...best to let it out than keep it inside.
My brother, his wife; and my two sisters live in the hill country of Texas. My mother who lives with me and my dad live in the Houston area. My mother went to visit with one of my sisters this past Friday because I had plans to work in the Bay Area later this week. And, she likes to go visit them while I am away.
So, she is already there with the majority of my family; and my husband and dad will be going once we know the arrangements.
I find solace in the fact that he passed quickly; I only hope that he is not confused, that he knows what has happened to him; and that someone close has met him to show him the way. This is what I pray for. Recently, while my brother was in the midst of treatment, we had a long spiritual conversation. So, I know he had come to terms with God...he walked with God; and was ready as he thought the cancer would be his demise. Which although his heart stopped; I know his entire body was weakened by the sickness as well as the treatment.
I pray that those that remain: his wife, my sisters, my mother, my father and the extended family will find strength in the days to come.
Heidi is being exceptionally lovey to me this morning. I love my dogs...they give me such comfort.
My husband and boss and co-workers are helping me make and change decisions this morning. Thank God for them as well. I am not the rock of gibraltar today...something that is hard for me to accept and understand.