RE: Debbie in So. Cal. OT

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Hi Debbie-

I have noticed and felt myself what you wrote. My mom passed away coming up

on 25 years ago...I was 19. It was and still is devastating yet I have

learned to go on with life. My dad passed away from LBD over 5 years ago..

I was 39. It seems that I miss my mom more now that dad is gone. I have

found I miss them both every day and some days I am forced to miss them more

Holidays, Mother's Day, Father's Day, and so on. There is life after the

death of a loved one and light still shines as brightly as it always has.

Each day is a gift and there are still so many blessings.

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with us and for sharing the book

title. I may have to buy this book.

Hoping that life is treating you kind and that you are well. It is so nice

seeing your name in here again.

Sending along hugs-

Sandie

Des Moines, IA

dad, Merle, passed away from LBD 9-20-02, age 65

mum, Jo, (MIL) passed away from LBD 4-29-07, age 78

-- OT

Hi All,

Thank you all so very much for the wonderful support and the words of

encouragement. I cried reading every reply. I was still crying lots this

morning but your posts really helped me to feel better. I'm happy to report

that the levequin is kicking in and I'm able to breath so much better today.

Levequin really is a miracle drug and coupled with my puffers I should be as

right as rain in a few more days.

I guess feeling sick all week and having pneumonia for the first time since

dad died (I usually get lots of URIs but surprisingly not so since dad died)

really brought it home to me how much my dad was feeling physically, though

he was in much much worse shape than I was. I'm a rookie at this grief thing

and boy does it hurt. I don't think one can truly prepare for all the

emotions and sadness that comes up.

I want to thank all of you for reminding me of all the things I did right

and even if I wished I could have done more I still managed to do some

things that were a help to him. It gives me great comfort to know that when

he was in the hospital with pneumonia and then again a few days later when

he died that when he opened his eyes he saw my face hovering over him. I

just stood there by his bed-side for hours and hours sliding his oxygen mask

back on his face and reassuring him whenever he awoke. My face was the last

one he saw before he passed away....ok, got to stop here as the waterworks

are flowing again.

I'm going to keep all of your responses for the future and when I am feeling

especially low I will read them again and get much strength from them.

Again, a big huge thank you to you all. I swear, there are days when I don't

know what I would do without you all.

Courage