We spent all morning with Kyle up at the Huntsman.
His numbers were pitiful really.
He is severely dehydrated.
They loaded him up with fluid and anti-nausea to
help him be more comfortable and then sent
him home on hospice.
I don't have anything really good to say about
this but just wanted to get the word out
as quickly and easily as I could.
So here it is.
No, we don't know how long Kyle has--it's
anyone's guess honestly.
He could have a few days and go fast or he could
battle it out a few more weeks. If we could
be in business of predicting, we would be very
rich folk indeed.
Instead, we are in the business of dying, and
it will come when it comes at whatever pace it
decides to take him.
*($&($@!())@@!** (<<That says F cancer)
Thanks for all the love and support.
And that's what I've got for today.