Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It is with a heavy heart I type this post today. I learned that my brother Craig, died while we were in flight this past Sunday. Craig was 47, and had dealt with the ravages of muscular dystrophy since he was very young. Of us four kids, his case was second in severity. In late February he came down with a severe case of pneumonia. If not for the insistence of his wonderful care provider, Jay Graham, he would never have made it that far. After nine days in ICU, the doctors were able to replace his ventilator with a breathing tube and he spoke freely exclaiming “tell everyone I’m alive”! But even though the fluid was off his lung, the damage, coupled with a weakened body, was already done. He eventually was moved out of ICU, where I got a good two hours’ talk before I left for China. He was smiling and happy to hear he was going home the next day. I will miss my brother, and wish him health and happiness now that he has gone to be with Mom and Scott. Take care, Buddy, and watch over me will ya?