Around 2pm Sunny's cancer battle ended. Her blood pressure dropped too low and they could not bring her around.

I am okay, but I am angry. Her one thing was to not leave me stranded ... she felt terrible about this one thing. I am going to get some help from the social worker where Ma is in the nursing home. and I already spoke to her. It might be okay.

I was supposed to go to see her today, but I had a problem and couldn't go. I had gone out to the drugstore, and when I returned, there was a messge to call the hospital.

She had said on Tuesday she was dying. And last night I had some fairly weird coincidences, little thiungs, and it made me feel all bristly and strange. I knew this was going to happen, laast week and told ma I was afraid she would not make it till April.

We passed several hours with her on Wednesday. Ma fed her ice chips and we jopked and talked. She was a little better and a little more verbal. She even talked about coming home.

The doctor who dropped the ball and caused her suffering at the end is so irrespponsible, unprofessional and unethical. He needs to be punished, but I doubt he ever will be. Ma said it yesterday ...you don;t think Sunny was his only mistake, do you? I know she was right.

I may not be online much longer. Sunny knew how to work computers. I barely do.

Rainbow