The loss of my little sister has had a bigger impact on my life than I ever thought it would. She's my blood, my full sister and I never appreciated that. And to this day, 9 months later, I'm still crying as I write this blog.
In December 2013 Cyndee hadn't been feeling well for a while. She never really led on to how bad she really did feel. But her skin on her face, hands, legs, arms etc. began to peel. It was so painful for her. It almost looked as if her skin had been burned and it was the underlying skin. It was red and inflamed. Her hands were purple, her feet were swollen and she was weak and chilling all the time. She couldn't get warm no matter what. She went to a dermatologist, an internist, allergist. Many blood tests were done, scans etc. She finally tested positive for something that I can't remember the name but what it meant was there probably was an underlying cancer. She was so ill but never, ever complained. Geri and Kayleen took her to an emergency room where she ended up getting admitted. They knew on the scan that something wasn't right so they took her to surgery the next day. We all waited in the waiting room for the doctor to come out and tell us what was going on. We were on pins and needles fearing the worst. It was getting late into the night when he finally came out and told us she was full of cancer. He gave her maybe 6 months to live. Tears flowed, we were devastated, we were worried about Becka. So many thoughts and emotions that night and the days that followed. Cyndee was in the hospital for a few days when they released her and had her following up with the oncologist in Provo a couple of days later. She was staying at Kayleens so that she could help her. Cyndee had gotten to the point where she couldn't even walk. We rented a walker and wheelchair for her. When we went to the oncologist the nurse couldn't even get an O2 on her, or blood pressure. The doctor came in and through his questions determined that Cyndee was way too bad for his services and wanted her transferred to the Huntsman Cancer Center in Salt Lake City. Kayleen and Becka drove her up there that night and she was there for a few days. While she was there she was poked and prodded so many times. I was in awe of her because never once did she complain. She was thanking every single person who would ever help her. I can't tell you how many doctors and nurses she had.
During a 24 hour visit I had with her I got to help her, laugh with her, listen to her, watch her and just be by her side. We got to apologize to each other for the way we treated each other through our lives. I'm so grateful we were able to have that time together. Over and over we told each other how much we loved each other. After we woke up in the morning in her room she wanted to shower so myself and a couple of the techs came and helped me get her into the shower. She was so miserable, hurting and out of breath. Her body temperature immediately dropped and she was chilling so bad she was going to break her teeth. No matter how many warming blankets they had on her she couldn't get warm. I put a washcloth in her mouth so that she wouldn't break her teeth. At that time she took such a turn for the worse. They transferred her to the ICU area. Kayleen and Becka got up to the hospital when more doctors were coming in. They told us that she had lymphoma. Untreatable..it had been going on for so long that there was nothing to help her. Cyndee had a DNR (do not resuscitate) order so no heroic measures were going to happen. We called Larry and Jill, Jim and Jane, Kay, Roger and we were all there. Shana came to be with me and that was so nice. They didn't think she would make it through the night. The fear in her eyes was so horrible. I couldn't stand to see her that way.
Roger and Larry gave her a beautiful blessing to be able to relax and that helped but was still on a BI-PAP to help her breathe. Cyndee stayed in the ICU at Huntsman for a few days then was sent to Orchard Care Center in Orem where she was on hospice. It was an ok place but she hated it. I hated it for her. I was glad to have her closer to us but we knew her time was near and wanted to spend as much time with her as we could. Friends and family were able to come and visit. All of them knowing it would be the last time they saw her. Jean Wagner and Linda, who were like family to Cyndee came to visit. They loved her so much. Linda was her best friend all her life. Friends from high school came to see her. I don't think she ever knew how many friends and family loved her.
Cyndee had only been in the care center on hospice for a few days when she finally said "I'm done, I don't want to go on anymore like this." That's when the hospice nurse talked to all of us and told us that they can give her morphine in large doses throughout the night to help her go into a coma.
That night we all gathered together, told her we loved her, kissed and hugged her. We surrounded her throughout the night. Kayleens home teacher came over and with Roger gave her a beautiful blessing to relax and to be able to go home to our mom and dad and other loved ones. About 11pm we all went home except for Kayleen. We figured it would be the next day when she'd pass away but Kayleen called us about 5:30 and said she'd just passed away. I'm so thankful she didn't go on any longer. She had suffered long enough and endured all she could. I miss her so much and think about her all the time. I'm so jealous that she's now with mom and dad. What a wonderful reunion she had. I know they were there to welcome her home.
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| Becka and her mom. They loved going to concerts together. |
Here's a picture of Cyndee when she was just a little girl. Probably 4 years old.
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| Such a beautiful picture of her. She was feeling good at this time. |
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| We're at Uncle James funeral in 2012 |
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| Cyndee and Kayleen were best friends. Her death has been the worst on Kayleen since they did everything together. |
I just want to add to this blog how sorry I am that I wasn't a better sister to Cyndee. I live with that regret every single day. If I could take all the mean things and words back I would. But I'm grateful we made our amends and were able to say I'm sorry and that we love one another. I look forward to February when I can go to the temple and do her temple work and have her sealed to mom and dad and me and Kayleen and Larry.