RIP Timothy Andrew Sanyo

     Janiuary 30, 1977-February 13, 2013, is the life span for my brother.  He was admitted to the ICU this past Sunday morning.  I saw him that afternoon.  He was put on a respirator Monday to try to help clear up his lungs and to make it easier to breathe.  I was told Tuesday night that he wasn't doing good. A little before 1:30 pm yesterday, while my students were at special, I got a call, saying that Timmy was coming off the respirator and only had hours to live. I left school and went straight to the hospital.  We had a roomful of people.  We told stories about him and laughed, stories about how much of a stinker he could be.
     About 9:45 pm, he was moved out of ICU and to a regular floor.  I left a few minutes before 10 pm to come home and go to bed.  A little before 10:30 pm, the hospital called to say that Timmy had died.  I've been crying off and on since yesterday afternoon.
   My first thought was if I knew he would only live 30 more minutes that I would've stayed.  Then a few minutes later, I thought,  maybe he waited until I left to die, just to be a stinker one more time.  Like he had the last word.

This was taken on Christmas in 2010.

Timmy's funeral will be Tuesday, March 5 at Grace Baptist Church on Firestone Blvd, in Akron, OH at 11 am, and visitation at 10 am.  He will be burried next to Grandpa Sanyo.

Good Days

I have had two good days. I did take a nap yesterday and two today, but I've been awake both days. It is good to be awake, not sleeping for hours on end. I was able to work on my Beth Moore Bible study both days. I did take an anti-nausea pill this morning after eating breakfast. Even Timmy had a good day today. He was sleeping naturally this afternoon when Dad went to see him. He wasn't sleeping because of drugs.

My blood counts are good again. I have two more days of the high dose! Yeah!!!
I will see my onc next Monday, and I start the injections that day. I saw my surgeon this morning. The resident felt my thigh and she said it felt warm, and looks red. She told me if the redness increases on my thigh in the next couple of days, then I am to fill the prescription for anti-biotic.

Yesterday, I went to see one of the fitters of my stocking, and she kept it to send it back, to have a silicone strip added to it. She thinks hopefully this will help keep it up, and not fall down. I go back to see the surgeon in a month.

My brother left ICU on Monday. He is getting over pneumonia. He is going to a nursing home in the next couple of days, because his finger is still open, and visiting nurse won't go to the group home to change the bandage 3x a day. I guess it is draining. He is going to be able to get the antibiotics through his feeding tube.

Every time my parents go to see him, he is sleeping. I keep telling them he is protesting, because they won't let me go see him. He would be awake if I was to go and see him. I'm saying that. It would be funny, if it was true.