Losing Bill

It is now late January, 2016, and it is only now that I feel I can "put pen to paper" for the first time since August, 2015. It was then that I lost my darling, Billy, my soulmate, my journeyman and my best friend. Here is the story of Bill's illness and how between the sadness and depression you will see joy, humour and a wonderful acceptance of a life well lived.

May 16, 2018.

Yes, it is almost three years since I lost Bill. I still hard to think about losing Bill because I miss him every day.

For my whole life, I have been able to turn off my emotions to avoid feeling pain, but as I am growing older, I am finding this isn't as easy to do.

But let's see if I can do it just now, to complete this page!

Bill was in hospital many times from 2007 to August, 2015. Some admissions were just 2 or 3 days and others 2 0r 3 weeks, but each time they were life threatening at first and then I could see he was on the mend.

Sadly on the last occasion I knew things were different. Bill had been getting noticeably weaker, had been losing weight and was showing early signs of dementia. They started to move him every couple of days... from ICU to short stay, to Coronary Step Down and lastly Coronary Care.

On the 22nd August, we had a wonderful day for Bill 72nd birthday with Vincent on the bed, with balloons and singing Happy Birthday. We took lots of photos!

Strangely, the doctors hadn't had a meeting with me and everything seemed ok until he started going through symptoms of the Last Stages of Life. I suddenly knew the end was near and I was horrified.