It takes a special person to be a good caregiver and Rick is that special person. Rick and I have been married for 26 years. We have lived in the same home for over 25 years and worked at our same jobs for over 31 years (Rick is still working). Rick has provided a stable life for me. I have been blessed to shop (when I wanted to), eat out (when and where I wanted to), and vacation (when and where I wanted to). God has shown me favor through Rick. Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not people. Ephesians 6:7. I would say that Rick and I serve one another, but Rick provides my tangible and non-tangible needs. Since day one of my journey, Rick has been by my side. He has traveled with me to the doctor’s office, to the hospitals, to the emergency room and he is now sitting with me through my chemo infusions. When I had surgery, he drove back and forth to the hospital, because we could not leave Diamond home by herself. (Remember that’s about 140 miles round trip). He took off work the first few days after my cancer surgery to be at home with me. As I mentioned before, he did the laundry and most of the cooking. He still does most of the cooking. There is something I didn’t mention about my drainage bag and tube. Every night my tube had to be flushed out and every other night my wound had to be cleaned and the dressing needed to be changed. This was something that Rick would not allow the in-home nurses to do. Without getting into too many details, this process was more of a flush and drain procedure. We had pre-filled saline syringes and he had to disconnect the tube and push 2 mL into a shorter tube and pull as much fluid out. The amount being pulled out depended on how much pain I could stand. This went on for 11 weeks every night, except for the nights where Rick was too tired or I just was not up to the procedure. That’s enough about my Honey. I truly love this man and I believe he truly loves me.
