Category: Reflections
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May 15, 2022
My roommate needs your help. Also written by Judith Hans and I head over to the hospital. No nose tube and she looks much stronger than I feared. Fortunately, Deb has been alert enough to tell the hospital staff to stop bringing her foods that she is not supposed to eat. She is not, however,…
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May 14, 2022
A sister’s nightmare Written by my sister, Judith I was in bad shape and drugged up during my hospital stay, so I’ve asked my older sister to fill in the details from her perspective….. I get up and have a text from Hans. He is not a morning person, so this can’t be good. It’s…
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May 5, 2022
I Had a CT scan scheduled today at Largo medical but they did not have the appointment confirmed due to oversight of getting the insurance approved. Instead, I went back to Guidewell, the emergency center that gave me the initial diagnosis. I have been here since 12:30 PM —almost 4 hours. Laying in the CT…
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April 27, 2022
Hans and I are on the way to meet Doctor Chamberlain, a surgeon who specializes in colon cancer treatment. Dr Becky found him and apparently he comes highly recommended. We feel hopeful but scared and realize that our perspective is about to change for better or for worse. So, we’re on our way home after…
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April 26, 2022
I felt like I could not put off telling my sons any longer, so I summoned up my strength and started making calls. Scenes like this were always reserved for movies and it felt surreal. I facetimed with my oldest son, Jake, first. He took the news gravely and made an immediate plans to fly…
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April 23, 2022
Although I know I have cancer, the staging of and treatment of the cancer remains unknown. Hans and I spend periodic times during the day holding hands, kissing and crying. I wonder how I will react if it’s the worst news and I have less than six months to live. My mind goes to practical…
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Dying With Debra ….
Hopefully a long running series First of all, let me say my partner of 15 years absolutely hates this title. Unlike me, he hasn’t reached a point where any of this is remotely funny. My kids and I are another story. We share a love of dark humor and they understand the need for humor…
Dying with Debra 