Andrea my brother Pete and his wife Genevieve
My Pin on
Thanksgiving Dinner, 2 days before Andrea went into ICU
Andrea and Nic Thanksgiving Weekend
Our last family photo
"The Chemo Girls"
Left to right Roz, Tanya, Karen, (a friend who I did not know) Gina and Diane
During the night and early morning on Sunday Andrea began having a lot of difficulty breathing to the point she could not get enough air to the point she asked me tom call an ambulance. Thus began Andrea' last 21 days. I will not recount the events of those days, they are already in this blog, as I wrote a day by day account of our time in the ICU. I think I will reread those blog entries each day as I recount those last days with the most amazing woman I had known. I wish I could convey to you the strength I saw in Andrea, or the courage she displayed, or the peace of God that was upon her. Those were days filled with frustration at doctors, sadness, fear, worry, and anxiety, but in the middle of it all was Andrea, smiling when she could, and always reassuring me it was okay. She gave me strength, and a peace. You could not help but be lifted up when you saw her. Even as she slept, she somehow encouraged me and those around her.