R.I.P. Tom

The husband of a good friend died yesterday morning. Cancer. He put up a long, heroic and painful fight, without complaining and always grateful for the care he received. In his wife’s opinion he did not lose his fight with cancer but won his way into heaven. I love that view.

His wife was his constant caregiver and constant advocate. She kept detailed notes of everything even remotely medical. His vitals at each visit to each of several doctors. What each doctor and/or nurse said. All medications, and the effects of the same. And every new medical professional was blown away by her book of details, and of immense value to his care. She was a squeaky wheel on his behalf; she got answers and got help. She gave him care, at home, 24/7 for three years.

In my opinion, there is a special place in heaven for caregivers.