It's the year 2025 now! Wow did I miss the boat? It's been a long while since I even thought about my blog.  We have gone from diagnosis, chemo treatments, surgeries and death all from 2019 thru 2021.  Along with that, the catastrophic Covid struck the entire nation in 2020. The whole world shut down, isolated, and worried they would die.  Many did die, alone, in a hospital, or in their homes, from contracting this horrible disease.  People that were still able to go to work had to wear masks.  The whole nation was unrecognizabe with half their face covered. They were trying times.  For those suffering from the Big C, like my husband, it was necesary only to be out to go to the Cancer Center in the next town to get his required Chemo Treatments (Why is the work "treat" in "Treatments"? There is no treat doing any kind of treatment, and most of the time they make you feel worse!). I digress! My grandson was chosen with his school choir to sing and perform at Distney in January of 2020, and he did an awesome job. They didn't come back with Covid, so it was just starting and they were spared. Then life went on, we did our weekly trips to Thibodaux for chemo treatments, came home with a pump for 48 hours and then back to have it removed.  Week after week, the routine was the same.  Then my brother died on June 14, 2020, and our worlds changed once again.  The Coroner said it was a heart attack, we suspect Covid.  I was only allowed the 1 hour family visit bereavment time alloted at the funeral home. I miss my brother terribly.

Fast forward to January 2021. Chemo treatments are going as expected. Then one day in February, the blood work comes back addressing an insufficientcy with the kidneys.  My husband was asked to see his Urologist because something was starting to block the tube betweek the bladder and the kidneys.  So he saw the Urologist and was schedules as out patient surgery to have a stent put in to remedy the situation. Went home, had big blood clots to deal with, eventually healed and back to the Oncologist for chemo.  Oncologist asks if the mass that was obstructing the kidney was biopsied>NOPE! So two weeks post op we had to see Urologist again and this time, he was sceduled to a re-section of a benign mass that was old scar tissue from a procedure done when my husband was 24 years old.

More to come, later...

Well, the surgery for re-section of the non cancerous tumor had to be done before the Oncologist could continue chemo treatments because if it had been cancerous, it would have meant that the chemo he was getting wan not doing the job.  Unfortunately, he nevet got another treament for Cancer because he stayed in the hospital from March to the 26th of April when they sent us home on Hospis.  My husband, Daniel P. Crochet (Joe) died in our home on May 19, 2021 when his body wouldn't let him fight death any more. I watched my husband die for 5-1/2 weeks. I watched him suffer, in excruciating pain because he didn't want to leave me behind. I watched a CNA wash the skin clean off the most private parts of his body, and I changed his colostomy bag for the last time, just as I had every week since his diagnosis and surgery to save hi life. I have no doubt in my mind that he loved me dearly. He waited until his body gave out before he took his last breath. I felt relief that he was now in the hands of Jesus Christ, as a true believer, and no longer in pain. I know that I will see him again in Heaven when Jesus comes again ad takes us all home, but our relationship will be different, but love will be amongst everyone!