Archive for April, 2009


He will suffer no more.

April 13, 2009

At 8:18PM EST, Norman William Gose succumbed to the cancer he was diagnosed with exactly four months prior.

Once the death rattle calmed down, dad’s breathing began to decline heavily. It went from labored, quick breathing to very slow, exhausted gasps for air. The period just before his final breath, anywhere between four and six seconds would elapse between each inhale.

After about 15 minutes he breathed in two more times, and exhaled one last time.

He will suffer no more.
And he will be missed.


This might be it

April 12, 2009

Within the last hour, Bill’s breathing has deteriorated a considerable amount. His blood pressure no longer registers on our home vitals device. At last accurate measurement, it was about 110 over 60 with a heart rate of 119 beats per minute.

His breathing is raspy from the mucus buildup in his throat, very fast, and labored. He has been unresponsive for several hours with minimal movement in his left arm, which is the only thing that still moves freely.

Other websites have described a “death rattle” associated with the sounds deep from the patient’s chest which occur during the last few hours. Pat and Jimmy agree that this is probably what we’re hearing.

Time will tell.


Answering the call

April 8, 2009

For the past few days, dad has been convinced my brother and I have been in the other room, close by to him. With a great deal of disappointment mom has to break the news to dad that we are not home.

Today mom called the Red Cross to get Geoff and I home. The Red Cross notifies military members of deaths in the family or other equally substantial events. Within about two hours time of my mother calling, the Red Cross notified my ship. Right as I was walking on board after leaving a conference, the Command Master Chief had the message in her hands. After a few minutes of talking, I was on my way off the ship on emergency leave.

Shortly after I got home I poked around online to look for plane tickets. Then I called United to see what they could offer. After about 20 minutes of being on the phone, I had a round trip flight for $310 departing Wednesday morning for Orlando. I simply could not turn those down, given I was quoted tickets for over one thousand departing the same night.

We’re coming, dad. Hang in there just a little bit longer.


Close call

April 4, 2009

This morning Bill emerged from a nearly two-day sleep which alarmed a number of us as a minor coma. He didn’t drink any water or have anything to eat the entire time, only waking long enough to empty his bladder. He has been progressively sleeping more in the past couple of weeks, but this was a 47-hour record for him sleeping.

He has lost close to all control on the right side of his body. His right arm and hand are locked into a relatively useless position, his arm getting smaller from what I think is atrophy. Since the tumor is behind his left eye it makes sense that his right side has just about ceased to work. We’re pretty sure he is unable to effectively use his left eye, as well.

He is eating and drinking fluids again, though not eating as much as he should be.