Truly, honestly, it will be MY priviledge to meet all and any of my friends here, I did plan and hope to. The truth is, as you all gather, Rich never ever did have a time when he had any health. He was diagnosed, the chemo decimated him and the radiotherapy destroyed him, at the end they gae him a scan and it literally was all for nothing, no real, measureable change. HE wanted there to be pressed them, and they did say oh some shrink.....................and well, it was negligible. It raged through him I mean he died on Tuesday, he was bed bound for the last 3 weeks, and well, it was in his bones so he couldn't move in his skin so only I in truth knew how and where to touch him..............that meant I had to hold him on tuesday morning while they drained his chest and it was perfectly fine, it was him and I knew where my fingers could go, wher hid arm could go before a tumour jolted agony through him,,,,,,,,,,,,,,HE laid back on me, I held his arm as far as his arm could go to expose his chest for the drain.
I spread my fingers so the skin lesions were not hurt.
The nurse with him and me said he decided he was winning as they drained him as his breathing got easier, (ALL temp, once that happens it means the cancer overwhelmed him) he decided he won and was ahead and ready and that is wrong he didn't he never did he told me, make sure I come home, He and I were looking at each other as he went, he was ok he WAS NOT ready, but I saw him go, his heart let him down he would have gone on and on because he WANTED TO.
SORRY ALL I just.......well that was how it was.
NOW I maybe can tell someone as in speak.
