Kent's Peaceful Passing

After posting last nights blog, Dad said to my mom, "Hun, come here." She hurried to him and I listened as he told her he knew what he wanted done at his funeral. He then proceeded to tell her every detail from the hymns, to the speakers, to the Pall Bearers. She wrote it all down and then he settled in for the night; it was well after midnight by this time. I went to bed and I thought Mom was going to bed too, but she just wanted to stay up and be awake in case Kent needed anything. She has lovingly cared for his every need during this journey. A little after 4am, mom came in and shook me and said "hurry go stay with Dad, I need to go get Glen." Glen is not only his son, but he is also his wonderful Doctor. I went to sit with dad and was completely shocked by what I saw, he was breathing rapidly and just couldn't seem to get enough air. His tongue had more than doubled in size. Glen checked him and hurried to his office to get some steroids to see if that would help. By this time he seemed to be slipping fast, all the children were called to hurry over, we really didn't think they would make it in time. Once they were all here the steroid must have kicked in because his breathing quickened again and he was more conscious. They gave him morphine to help with the pain, he had a pretty rough time until about 7:45 when his breathing slowed and finally stopped. My mom told him she loved him, that she would be OK, and that he could go. Upstairs at about the same time his grandson Matthew was blessing his food and asked that Grandpa could go live with Jesus, a few moments later he was gone. He left this life to be with God at 7:47 this morning. As badly as we were all hurting, it was almost a relief when he was finally at rest, he fought so hard, but he was needed more on the other side. He will be missed by all, but we know this separation is but a temporary thing. Please keep our family in your prayers, we appreciate all the love and support. ~Alison