There are so many things about Ben's life that I am grateful for. I thought that I would limit this blog to the last six months and that horrible 'C' word. It is amazing that in such a traumatic time there were very many things to be thankful about along with treasured memories noone can take away.
We are thankful for;
>>> His gentle death which he had talked about. Just before he was intubated for the second time (the day before he died) we did a hypothetical 'just in case' scenario while not really believing that this would be our last goodbye. Chris took photos of messages Ben sent to a few people via hand gestures J. He told us then that to 'go' from an induced coma would be good because he knew about the coma state and that he would be peacefully unconscious and simply not wake up. He said to die that way would be the best. Less than 24 hours later his dying happened just like that. He never woke up.
>>> We were with him as he died and were given time and privacy during and after his death.
>>> He died being spared many more months of terrible health to then die anyway. As we lived a 'normal' summer holiday period, many times I would thank God that Ben hadn't had to survive disappointment after disappointment as he struggled to survive and couldn't do the things he enjoyed most like sun, sand and surf, good friends, lots of laughter, all done with high spirits and high energy levels.
>>> He missed out on the health complications involved in preparations for the Bone Marrow Transplant and then the inevitable and life-threatening side effects once it was done. He missed out on experiencing getting left behind as life kept moving people forward but not him as he remained debilitated and frustrated in hospital. He was unable to even stand after two weeks in ICU. He was weak and we were thankful that he didn't remain in that state any longer.
>>> He said he wanted to go home and was 'over' hospital. It was less than 24 hours when he moved on to his true and permanent home.
>>> Despite feeling pretty lousy he went to the Uni. Church weekend camp and was able to drum in the music team. Drumming had been an important part of his life for many years. It was the last time he drummed as far as I know.
>>> Pete Newmarch's 21st. That weekend was like a special opportunity that Ben was given. He had a 36 hour period of time when he could come home, sit on the driveway in the sun with Sallie and that night go to Pete's birthday. He checked with Pete prior to going to make sure he wouldn't be up-staging him. Pete had no hesitation. So Ben was able to be with lots of his friends after one month of being in hospital and seeing very few people. As it turned out that night was the last time he saw most of his friends.
>>> He was able to farewell his cousins and extended families with special and individual times with them.
>>> The existence of mobile phones and SMS. Ben was often too weak or in too much discomfort to speak on the phone but he would often respond to an SMS from friends or family. It kept him in the loop and kept us in touch with his reality.
>>> Ben went severely down hill at a time of year when Tim could spend hours at the hospital with him. It was a time for Tim to remember and treasure as he was able to be a significant support and affirmation for Ben in his last days.
>>> As Ben's health deteriorated hospital became the place he wanted to be. Once again we thank God for Box Hill. We visited the Alfred Hospital's ICU soon after Ben had gone and were overwhelmed at the size of it and the apparent lack of personal involvement of staff with their patient. Everyone knew Ben and knew us and that involvement was a great comfort to him and to us.
>>> He trusted the Doctors who cared for him in his short illness. He had respect for his specialist and was confident to follow his suggestions. The hospital registrar he thought was 'perfect'. She spent many long moments explaining technical things to Ben at different stages of his illness.
>>> He was treated with dignity and respect by all the staff at Box Hill. Plates of hot chips and Big M chocolate milk and access to the 'unoficial menu' were small joys that kept him going.
>>> So many friends who stood by him. We arrived at the church for Ben's funeral 2 hours early at about 12 midday and the church was buzzing with loads of Ben's friends who were preparing everything for the service.
>>> The funeral itself was a tribute to his life and faith and his manner of dying. The crowds of people were a comfort and encouragement.
>>> His trust in God. He firmly believed that God had his life under His control and was therefore uncomplaining and peaceful even as he grew sicker and the disease took over his body.
>>> The prayer of his heart was to be useful and for his life to have had a positive and powerful impact on others' lives and beliefs. It is an ongoing encouragement to hear and read of many lives challenged and changed for good.
>>> Wonderful times of both laughter and pain in the last six months. Moments that could only happen because of the increasing threat of the lymphoma.
>>> He watched a last video in ICU with Matt a few days before he died and a different one with Tim, Andy and Pete; all of them squashed up in front of a small TV monitor in Ben's small ICU cubicle.
This is a beginning but honestly, there are heaps more things to be thankful for. We don't grieve with the blackness of broken relationships or unresolved issues between us. Our grief is painful and wistful but with no regrets. For these things we are mega thankful :-)
Lindy, these are fantastic things to be able to say about Ben and his death. It brings tears again at the wrongness of death, but it's also beautiful to be able to read. Thanks so much for sharing.
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Thanks so much for that, Lindy. Let me add, that I am SO thankful that I was able to see and speak to Ben before he passed away. It has truly helped me to reassess my faith. Love to you all, always.
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ReplyDeleteThank you for this. You have moved me to tears (again). I am so thankful that you were able to say goodbye to Ben, that he didn't have a sudden death; and that he also was able to prepare to die. I am so thankful for the way Ben's faith and yours has stood the severest test. I am thankful that he died with confidence, knowing that death was not the end, but the door into a new beginning.
I'm praying that you all grieve well and keep holding on to God's promises.
Love,
Fiona McLean