One year ago today, the ventilator was removed from Dad at St. Luke's in St. Louis, the real beginning of the end. Many of you were with us each step of the way, in person, online, or over the phone. This is what I posted on April 12, 2008. It does not seem possible that a year has elapsed.
It has been a day. Cecelya arrived after a very long drive from Montana. As we had spoken to and agreed to with Dad, the ventilator was removed this afternoon about 3:30 PM. St. Luke's and the ICU physician were very professional and compassionate in the way they handled the procedure, making sure Dad was positive in his wishes. So far, he is breathing fine on his own. We told Dad it is all up to the Lord. The first thing Dad said when the tube was removed was, "Am I going to die now?" We reassured him of the situation. Each one of us had a conversation with Dad and it was touching. We called Uncle Monroe and Aunt Julia and let him speak to them for several minutes. We don't know what the next days hold but we know we will be with Dad at all times. He is overjoyed to have the tubes out and to be able to communicate once more with his loved ones. Shanna, Shaun, and I also spent some time with Mom and she was having a very good day! Last night, Shanna brought Dad a framed photo of himself and Mom shot last June in Montana. When she put it in his hands, Dad kissed Mom's picture and left a big lip print. He's still deeply in love. Thanks for all the prayers and e-mails. I am more at peace with the situation because Dad is at peace and is ready to go, if it is the Lord's will. Please keep praying for us.
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