Another update

Its about time that I updated my blog. 
Since I last posted a few things have happened. First of all, I lost my husband and my soul mate. Randy passed away on the 18th of January from the cancer that he found out about in October. 

After I last posted, I got so frustrated with State disability in California and the way they were sitting on his paperwork and causing us so much difficulty that I e-mailed the State Senator, Senator Fuller, and complained. I really didn't expect to hear from her, so I continued to sit on the phone until, finally, after several days of calling almost constantly every 20 minutes, I got through. They were holding his paperwork in Sacramento because it lacked a code number for his diagnoses that the social worker at the VA forgot to put on it. I called the VA to try and get it remedied and the social worker stated that there wasn't anything they could do unless Randy made the hour long trip down there to sign a form. While I was looking up a number to call for a patient advocate, the senator's office called me. Her aid asked me what issues I was having and, after I explained, told me to stay by the phone, someone would call me right back. Sure enough, in about 15 minutes I had a patient advocate from the VA on the phone telling me how they could work things out so that Randy wouldn't have to make a trip in to the hospital to sign forms. We got his check 3 days later.

Randy wanted to have his mother and father sealed in the temple. It was something that he always spoke of over the years, but we always seemed to have something that kept us from getting it done. There are times when I've know someone that was ill and was hanging onto life because they had something that was so important to them that they just weren't able to let go until it was finished, and that turned out to be what Randy felt about his parents being sealed. He tried to go to church to ask the Bishop about it while he was on hospice, but he just wasn't strong enough to do so. The week before he died, he asked the missionaries if they could have the Bishop come to the house and he did. He informed Randy that he had his wife check the records and that his parents had already been sealed for several years. Randy was so relieved and happy that he broke down into tears and wept. The next day, he and I decided that he was too weak to get up and use the facilities and that I wasn't strong enough to move him in bed so we had the social worker for the visiting nurses association find a spot for him at a convalescence home. He was moved to the home on the 17th and passed away on the 18th, just three days after finding out that the sealing had taken place. 

The last three months that I spent with him went by way to fast and there are so many things I want to tell him and share with him, but I won't be able to until I see him again.