Once the mass on Patty’s brain was judged inoperable, the focus of her care became that of trying to make her as comfortable as possible during her ordeal. I was tasked by the hospital staff to observe Patty and immediately alert them if, in my judgment, she was experiencing any kind of discomfort or pain. On the several occasions that I alerted the staff, they responded quickly and were very effective and compassionate in the actions they undertook. I was at her bedside for most of her ordeal except for short naps in a nearby chair. I tried to comfort her as best I could, but she was unresponsive – except once. She was breathing through her mouth as I leaned over her and then she closed her eyes and her mouth. She pursed her lips in her unmistakable way – she was asking me to kiss her! I did so several times as told her of my love for her and that our family was at her bedside with me. That is why I am certain she was aware of our presence. The love and respect for Patty was very evident in that room. I will cherish that moment forever.
OUR LAST KISS
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I am 89 years old and was married for 66 years. My wife passed away in 2016. I am a retired engineer and spent 35 years developing INS gyroscopes. I was a High School mentor in physics, a mountaineer, a model builder, a machinist and I have a degree in Physics. My interests include railroad history and photography, science history, cosmology, interesting people, and old engineering drawings. I place a high value on my friendships. I enjoying my life and I try look forward with a sense of anticipation and curiosity about what my future has in store for me. View more posts
BRAIN DRAIN UNCLOGGED 