The last several days were marked by consistent decline. The delirium had returned. Trent's overall condition was very much like the day I brought him to the hospital at the end of October. (End in Sight) There were also new issues that we did not deal with back then.
I let our pastor know. I called family. I sat with him - watching and listening. I watched for signs of discomfort because he wasn't able to articulate what he was feeling. I listened to his breathing. I listened to his words, most of which stemmed from the delirium. I tried to calm his frustrations that were coming from the strange messages his brain was sending him.
Yesterday was definitely a more difficult day. I knew we were incredibly close to the end. I did my best to keep him comfortable. The kids came for a brief visit.
I sat by his side during the night. I dozed off here and there. About 6:20 this morning, I was suddenly awake. I knew. Trent's suffering is finished. He rests in the arms of his Savior.
I called my pastor, and we made plans for meeting with the kids. There simply is no easy way to have that conversation, but it went as well as could be expected. I am grateful far beyond words for the incredible support of our pastor and his wife.
So far today, it has been all about the details. There are still many details to which I need to attend.
God has shown His incredible goodness and grace through all of this, including the timing and surrounding circumstances. He is good!
Thank you so much for all of your prayers.