My son is in Florida living with his mom and her husband, mainly because he has been diagnosed with a rapidly deteriorating cancer.
This guy is a really nice guy. Lifer Marine, so the VA has done a tremendous job of setting up the home to accomodate his now wheelchair bound condition and they basically treat his home as a hospice. He has always been a good friend to my son and my son has become very fond of him over the years.
Anyway, I got a call about 3 in the morning from my son. He tells me that Robert is going downhill faster then expected and he (my son) is having a difficult time handling watching this man's sudden demise. My son basically needed some moral support before going back into the house to try to be strong in front of his mom and to be able to do whatever is left that can be done for this guy.
Anyway, my son has asked me to take a few days to be with him when Robert passes, which is expected within a few days. It is very difficult hearing someone you love so much be so emotionally disraught.
Well, my son needed me last night and will need me with him again soon, so I figured I'd dump on you guys and keep the emotions rolling.