My dear friends:
Tonight I lost my wonderful husband of 46 years (since we married November 23, 1974). His sudden death has taken me by shock and surprise. He had four radiation treatments and was scheduled for his last tomorrow and then was to be sent home by ambulance. A hospital bed was installed at our house today. Yesterday, despite the Covid-19 lockdown, I was granted a pass to come to the hospital for training on equipment to aid his planned home care. We had a beautiful day together yesterday at the hospital full of love and good memories. He was looking forward to coming home. At 5:27 Eastern time today, the hospital rang my phone. It was an unusual number for the hospital and I thought perhaps it was more from discharge planning. I decided to call my husband's room first. His room phone was answered by his nurse who told me his vital signs were going down and he wasn't doing too well. They asked if somebody could drive me to the hospital immediately and I would be given a pass to come in despite the no-visitors policy. My son drove me immediately. We arrived at the hospital at 10 of six. As I walked in his room, a doctor was standing behind one of the curtains and the nurse who called me came out and said, "we are so sorry. He passed five minutes ago." I am devastated, but they told me he had a last peaceful day and did not appear to be in pain. I am devastated and covet your support and prayers.
I am trusting that Barry is now resting in God's love and care. What his medical care team thought of him was posted on his room board and I took a picture to preserve and share it.
May the Lord help us all!