Sad and Angry

Posted on July 25, 2014 by quashnsa

I am sitting at my desk at work writing with tears in my eyes.
My friend Bahram is heading home on hospice care. He has spend the last couple of days in the hospital at Stanford. It seems that all options have been exhausted. He is paralyzed on the left side and is having difficulty swallowing.

I have not known him for long, but we have spent time working together at Jack's Camp (The Taylor Family Foundation camp for pediatric brain tumors). His first time at camp, the parents and campers fell in-love with him. He jumped into the camp with both feet and was always there to help a camper, councilor or family member.

I feel the acute hurt of his family. What is happening to Bahram scares me. My fear during my treatments was to have this happen to me. How could I put my wife through this kind of stress and anxiety? Would I have the courage to ask her to leave and find happiness? I would not want to put her through it.

UPDATE: 9/4/2014
Bahram has passed away today. I am sick to my stomach. I want to break things and hurt things. I feel so stupid. I was texting his sister today and he was passing away. Cancer is horrible, brain cancer is worse.
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