Last Wednesday my dad passed out, lost consciousness, quit breathing & went into cardiac arrest. The EMS staff was able to get his heart going again & continued CPR until they got to the hospital where he was intubated again.
The hospital didn't have space in their ICU so my dad was air lifted to another hospital.
When Donna & I arrived at the hospital we were updated on his condition which was not good. He hadn't regained consciousness & he was having seizures. These were signs that he had a brain injury. The ventilator was breathing for him 100% & his heart was weak.
How did we get here?!?
This has been the big question we have all had since my dad started his struggle with bronchitis & pneumonia back at Christmas. We've also been anxious for his PET scan results since his last CT scan (previous lung cancer check-up) had questionable results.
Tuesday, the day before he collapsed, my dad did finally get in for his PET scan.
Friday the critical care doctor that was caring for my dad received the PET scan report/results. The spots that had showed up on the CT scan were cancer & at this point it had metastasized. The cancer was in both lungs & was aggressive.
The doctor told us when my dad first arrived at the hospital that he had a brain injury & that they didn't think there was enough brain activity to sustain life. We weren't ready to just give up on him at that point & needed more proof, some tests or scans or something more concrete than just the doctor's words.
With no improvement & nothing showing up on the scans along with the PET scan results, we decided as a family that it was time to let him be at peace.
Saturday with Donna & myself, my bonus mom, 2 sisters, 3 brother in laws & 3 aunts present, the ventilator was turned off & we said goodbye to my dad.
This is by far the hardest thing I've ever been through!