I know I mentioned that Chuck's dad passed away in June, June 23rd at 6:05 AM. Yes I know the exact time because I was there. Supporting my husband, but not knowing what to do or say. We got a phone call around 11:30 the night before, we'd just fallen into a deep sleep. After waking our sleeping son (the other child was at my parents that night), and dropping him off at our nearest relative, we made it to the hospital just before midnight. He seemed to be doing better just 6 short hours ago and we had a brief moment of hope. Upon entering his hospital room that night we knew that the end was near and we were crushed. We talked to him, prayed for him and cried a lot that night. We were there holding his hand as he took his last breath and meet Jesus. He was no longer suffering, he was at peace, he was rejoicing in Heaven.
On July 17th we got a phone call that Chuck's mom was in the hospital in Tennessee, she was having severe stomach pain and they didn't know what was causing it. By the next day they determined she had a hole in her bowel and were treating her with heavy antibiotics. On July 20th we got a phone call that she was being rushed to surgery the hole wasn't closing and she was full of infection, they weren't sure she was going to make it. It hadn't even been a month since his dad passed away, needless to say Chuck was a wreck. We were camping with my parents that weekend and gave them CheyAnn and a bag full of dirty clothes and headed home. We just threw stuff in our RV and left without emptying our holding tanks or anything. We rushed home threw some clothes together (clean and dirty) and got Chase ready for basketball camp. We dropped him off at camp (it was overnight for 4 days) and headed to TN. We got there about 2 hours before she got out of surgery, but Chuck was able to talk to her briefly on the phone before she went in. We made a 5 hour drive in 4 hours and 10 minutes. She was in ICU for a few days and then moved to a room. Once she was in a room and stable we headed back to Ohio (3 days later). They removed a mass the size of a football full of infection from her abdomen cause by the hole and did a temporary colostomy. She was in the hospital for almost 3 weeks, finally 2 months later she is healing well and they are hoping to reverse the colostomy before Thanksgiving.
They say bad things come in threes and I believe they do.
Chuck's step mom has been battling cancer for years and in the past year it completely took over her body. She passed away on August 28th. Chuck and I were there a few hours before she passed but neither of us could bring ourselves to stay until the end. Her family was with her so she wasn't alone. I think after Chuck's dad passed away she was ready to quit fighting it and let go. I know some of you know we weren't super close to her and that she was a "unique" person, but we did love and care for her, even when she was driving us nuts. She is now in Heaven with Chuck Sr. and is finally pain free.
So needless to say I am glad this summer is over. Chuck Sr. and Judy were both cremated and we will be burying their ashes on October 10th.
I'll post a happier update in a day or two.
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