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Geeessss... I can't sleep wonder why? Jake is home. Background...this is running through my mind,
Jacob was to go for an operation. It had been roughly three years of operations and chemo and horrid stuff. Really horrid stuff. He was to be a trial for stem cell surgery. He wanted to try something different. This was the last thing. His body could take no more. Basically he had been to hell through all that was done,this was the last thing. A couple of days before he was to start this new therapy he dropped in and talked to a surgeon. They devised a plan to try an even newer approach,totally surgery. The surgeon had done it once before. So we started to wait while this was done,my son's last chance after years of ballte.
The team of surgeons opened my son,deflated his lungs and removed the tumours that had not responded to any of the drugs. Would this work or just spread the cancer. They removed baseball sized tumours from his lungs,kidneys,aorta, well every where. His organs were lifted and visually scanned for cancer. There were 13 surgeons and their teams. There was his and his girlfriends family waiting. The operation went on longer than what they figured as the cancer was through every where. We got one update from an exhausted surgeon in the 7 th hour that said Jake was still with us. I prayed that the team would not give up,that they would have the strength to finish.
I felt Jake coming. I went to the elevator and there he was. He didn't look like Jake but his life force was still there. It had been thirteen hours.
My poor boy had no pain relief through this horrid thing. They had set the stem too low in his body and they had had to do so much more higher than they figured so he felt everything as he came out of the drugs. I don't know how he stood the pain. He had tubes every where draining all the sites that had been operated on. Jacob spent one full week in intensive care. We didn't know if he would make it.
We got the news that he was out of intensive care and joyfully headed back into Toronto to see him in his new room. When we came off the elevator I sensed something and noticed the grim faces. Oh my God I thought,something had happened to Jake!!! We rushed to the room to find Jake dressed barely sitting and all the tubes placed outside his clothing and his duffle bag was packed. One week and he was being sent home? He was less than two hours out of intensive care!!! I thought of the only thing I could to keep him safe to stay there were they could keep him alive!!!! I said Jake we can't bring you home now we took the subway in. I thought this will keep him safe,he can't be home yet. That evening he was home,he arranged with his girlfriends Mother for her to drive him in!!! She's a nurse so that was at least better than what we could do.
So then I took care,best I could of this much loved son who should have been in the hospital,that had been opened right up and was stitched and stapled and had drainage tubes and bags and I was scared out of my mind I would accidently kill him by doing something wrong.
So this is my boy,my dear son,my beautiful but bull headed lovely son. I love him so very much. So here he is,struck a deal with the head doctor of the hospital to hit him heavy with I.V. antibiotics that have a half life,those are really tough on you as I have had them, and send him home with a ton of meds. He still has a high temp. and the leg is huge. My dear DIL says he is still bright red. He is not out of the woods yet.
So here is to you my dear Jake. Here is to your will,your desire to live your life and your amazing spirit. You deserve to fly high and accomplish all those things you want. You are the gentleness of the earth and the giving spirit of the rain. You are sweet and some one I look up to as you are and always will be my Hero. I know you rile at that but you amaze me and I love you with all that I am. The powers that be have blessed me to know you. |
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Re: Friday
Dear Marg, i don't believe thay have allowed Jacob home, he must have made one hell of a deal with the head doctor....i so hope this is for the best. I know he will get the TLC, support and love he needs from your beautiful DIL and the rest of his family, especially his loving Mum.
I remember the story you told us back away about Jacob and the 3 year battle of heartache, pain, disappointment, anger and determination......it brought tears to my eyes when i read it before, as this has done now. I'm sure his recovery back then had alot to do with his loving family and this so very special bond you have.... and i'm sure his recovery now, will come from his will to fight & survive & from the support and love from his family.
And for a added good measure, prayers and vibes of healing, positive thoughts & strength...coming to him from all around the globe.
My dear friend, you have not had much sleep again, can understand why, but please look after yourself as i don't want to see you get run down and get sick also. It is morning your way and it has just turned 12.21am this way and i should be in bed but sleep avoids me it seems. Please take care.
Love you Janice
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