The day started early. I could fill in the details of the urology appt. For tonight, I just feel like saying that we were pleased with Dr. Wakefield, and are feeling ok that we are still doing the right thing with the chemo. We opted not to do a scope for now, as it won’t change anything.
Please forgive me for the solemnity of this post. I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut. I was just logging on to write on our website about the day, and I thought I would do my daily blog checks first. The Kyrie blog had pictures from the Relay for Life. Mike’s blog still hasn’t been updated since Aug. 31, although I know from our support group that he is very sick. Bryce’s blog said he felt terrible today, but chose not to go to the hospital just yet in fear that he would never come home.
And it got worse.
Amy Wilhoite died this afternoon. Another family ripped apart, a husband widowed, a child without a Mommy, a daughter and sister lost to a family that felt this disease as if it were their own.
I knew it was inevitable. I knew her time was limited. On Feb. 21, they gave her 2-3 months, so to live until Sept. 10 was amazing. The saddest part of all of this (it is all so sad) is that she has been at Siteman Cancer Center in St. Louis since around Aug. 15, and on the 30th was cleared for her 2nd transplant. Her younger sister had started treatment to boost her bone marrow production to be ready for the donation. The insurance had also approved the transplant, and things were moving ahead. She had been battling a fungal infection in her lung for quite some time, and it had taken a heavy toll, particularly during the past week. Each time I click on her blog, I fear the worst. The family had not posted since Friday, and then her husband posted this morning around 11am, saying that things were taking a drastic turn, and asking for prayer. I missed that post, as I was gone all day; but I did not miss the chance to pray for her today. She is always on my mind when we are at Ellis, and I prayed that she would soon be able to come back to Columbia. I guess my prayer was answered. The angels came for her shortly after 4pm today, and the ultimate healing she had been praying so fervently for was granted by the Great Physician.
I have come to believe that all cancers are evil. But I’ll be the first to say that I think that leukemia ranks right up there at the top. She has been through hell nearly every day of her 14 month battle. Brian has also been through so much, but we have had many moments of peace and relatively good health otherwise. She has mostly just been sick, sick, sick. I can only hope that this healing can come to her husband Brandon, her baby Gary, her parents Steve and Anita, and her siblings (she’s the oldest in a large family).
Please forgive me for the solemnity of this post. I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut. I was just logging on to write on our website about the day, and I thought I would do my daily blog checks first. The Kyrie blog had pictures from the Relay for Life. Mike’s blog still hasn’t been updated since Aug. 31, although I know from our support group that he is very sick. Bryce’s blog said he felt terrible today, but chose not to go to the hospital just yet in fear that he would never come home.
And it got worse.
Amy Wilhoite died this afternoon. Another family ripped apart, a husband widowed, a child without a Mommy, a daughter and sister lost to a family that felt this disease as if it were their own.
I knew it was inevitable. I knew her time was limited. On Feb. 21, they gave her 2-3 months, so to live until Sept. 10 was amazing. The saddest part of all of this (it is all so sad) is that she has been at Siteman Cancer Center in St. Louis since around Aug. 15, and on the 30th was cleared for her 2nd transplant. Her younger sister had started treatment to boost her bone marrow production to be ready for the donation. The insurance had also approved the transplant, and things were moving ahead. She had been battling a fungal infection in her lung for quite some time, and it had taken a heavy toll, particularly during the past week. Each time I click on her blog, I fear the worst. The family had not posted since Friday, and then her husband posted this morning around 11am, saying that things were taking a drastic turn, and asking for prayer. I missed that post, as I was gone all day; but I did not miss the chance to pray for her today. She is always on my mind when we are at Ellis, and I prayed that she would soon be able to come back to Columbia. I guess my prayer was answered. The angels came for her shortly after 4pm today, and the ultimate healing she had been praying so fervently for was granted by the Great Physician.
I have come to believe that all cancers are evil. But I’ll be the first to say that I think that leukemia ranks right up there at the top. She has been through hell nearly every day of her 14 month battle. Brian has also been through so much, but we have had many moments of peace and relatively good health otherwise. She has mostly just been sick, sick, sick. I can only hope that this healing can come to her husband Brandon, her baby Gary, her parents Steve and Anita, and her siblings (she’s the oldest in a large family).
Amy with Gary - one month ago
Amy has remained ever faithful in God’s will, and no doubt the trumpets blared when she entered Heaven today.
My emotions are taxed tonight. I will try to take time to write tomorrow about the appointment.
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