My loving wife Wendy is home from the ICU. Hospice care has started for her, and I think the end is now quite near.
She and I were married just 7 weeks ago. She is 45, I am 66. A week after our wedding she began to feel run down. We sought medical attention, and the doctor was so shocked by what he saw that he sent her to the ER.
Incredibly the diagnosis was end stage liver disease. She has been back to the emergency room twice more now for additional blood transfusions, but her condition is terminal. Numerous doctors have reviewed her case. There will be no happy outcome. The time remaining is surely hours or perhaps a few days.
She has been the perfect match for me, the love of my life. To lose her so soon is impossibly cruel. It is difficult to breathe when I think of how this will end.
I know what I must do. I will tend to her every need. I will tend to my own needs, because I am all she has. There is nothing more to say today, as there is work to be done and I am the one to do it. Tomorrow night her mother and sister will arrive to see her one last time. I hope they make it while she is still here.
And so I stand the watch. I will write more when I can.
Ken, Pomona California