My Cousins senseless death

Haven't blogged in a few days.....or have I? Dang,I got so many things going on,I don't even know if I have or not.lol

My cousin Danny,who had just turned 39....died the night before last. Just a few short weeks ago he went to the hospital w/ flu-type symptoms,pain in his stomach,and they ran test after test.Couldn't find anything.Then they realized he had cancer.NOT just a small cancer.Cancer all thru the stomach,wrapped around his liver,just all over!.So much that if they had given him Chemotherapy,it would have shortened his life.The doctors at first said that he may or may not live 2-6 months.All they could do was just try to keep him comfortable,by keeping the pain down w/ meds.Danny said he refused to die in the hospital so he was sent home to his and his ex-wifes house (thru Hospice)so that he could be w/ his 10 year old son who absolutely adored his father.But unfortunately the day he left the hospital his condition got worse,and he went into a semi-coma state.At first they thought maybe it was the meds,so some things were changed and it was then that they realized that Danny was going into a moreless comatose state.He never spoke again,and he never got to play nintendo w/ his son Calub like they had hoped they could do before he died.Both Danny and Calub were big-time gamers...nintendo,x-but they never got the chance.Danny only lived 3 days at home and passed away at 2:00 a.m California time.....4:00 our time(Texas).

Danny was such a great guy.His screename was "bluzmaster",cuz he had his own blues band,and could play the guitar like you wouldn't believe!!! Totally active in AA/NA, didn't drink or use drugs and had I think like 9 years clean and sober.Having a terrific lil boy to raise changed him in many ways,and that was just one of them.

He was like a brother to me since his parents (my Aunt -n-Uncle) took me in as a child when my mother was going thru that "beat the hell out of her kids stage"....welfare stepped in and allowed me to to go live w/ them.Since then Danny and I were like bro. and sister.We laughed together alot,we fought alot,we snuck out and partied alot...ha ha which back then "a party" was a group of kids cruising the small town we lived in,and drank a few beers that we couldn't handle in the long run.ha ha

Gosh he's gona be missed.I'm just left w/ so many questions tho.He had back surgery...why couldn't they see cancer then? He complained about his stomach constantly,and even went to doctors to try to figure out why he felt the way he felt!! Couldn't there have been at least ONE of all of those doctors say"WAIT! Maybe we should test him for cancer?"then.....who knows...maybe if it were caught early enough,it might have been able to be removed befor it spread throughout his young body?

Well....I'm here at my aunt and uncles b/c she's in a terrible condition,not taking it well at all.She has Parkinsons diseaseand weighs about 95 lbs. and keeps asking "WHY couldn't it had been HER" since her health is so bad??

Damn it--- We just never know when the day will come and the good Lord pulls our number,and our days on earth are shortened.

But the one comfort that I hold on to....is that he had a tremendous amount of pain,and he's gone on to a place where there IS NO PAIN.And for that I'm truly grateful.