He's gone.

David went to heaven at about 4:00 this morning. He went peacefully in his sleep, and with my mother in law by his side. She awoke to him making some sounds and so she called hospice and they told her to try to change his position to make him more comfortable, and as she did so, he took his last breath right there.

We were there by 5:00 am to be with her while the funeral home came to get him.

It was nice to say our final, final goodbyes, and watch him lay there so peacefully. It was hard to see him leave the house though. I don't think I will get that image out of my head for a long, long time. At least the people with the funeral home are nice about the way that they take him, but it is still such a weird experience to see someone you love being all packed up to go. You almost want to check on them one more time to make sure that they really aren't breathing, but we knew he wasn't.

After he left, we mostly just sat there and talked about everything that had happened over the past couple of weeks.

It was amazing that he actually lived the 2 weeks he was given. Tomorrow would have been 2 weeks, and at first we thought they were so wrong, but as we saw him go on, we could only think, how much longer can this go on like this? He wouldn't have wanted to know what he looked like in those last 2 weeks.

The thing that gets me, is that when we went to see him yesterday afternoon the nurse had been there to evaluate him. She was amazed at his blood pressure, and when she had told my mil just a couple of days at the beginning of the week, she said that he may actually hang on for another week since his blood pressure wasn't really low enough to the point of the body shutting down all of the way.

So we all went home with thoughts of what it was going to be like for the next week to come. He was already skin and bone, and we couldn't get any fluids in him in fear of him choking. There was no need for an iv, so it was just going to have to be a waiting game.

And then she called us this morning to say he finally let go. Almost as if he had been aware of what was being said, and he knew he couldn't hang on that much longer. What a really, really sureal experience this has been. We are just glad that he is not in any more pain, and that he is looking down on my mil seeing that she is able to go on with her life too.

We'll see you soon Be-bah! We love you!