Sunday evening our friend Lee went to the hospital with a stomach ache. It was bad enough for him to get seen. And he was in a lot of pain by the evening. I got a call at 3:45 am Monday night saying they admitted him to the intensive care unit. He was completely sedated when his wife arrived. His heart rate was racing. He wasn’t doing good. They called it Pancreatitis, and he had a lot of fluid in stomach which stressed his lungs and heart.
She arrived home around 7:45-8 am and with in minutes of being there she got the call he had coded. They were doing CPR still when she arrived. They continued CPR for 45 minutes. They brought him back but didn’t expect him to last the day. Around 1pm he coded again and he didn’t make it.
He gave us some great memories. And some really fun times. Thanks Lee for all the dinners, imprompt to BBQs where you cooked for us. For not shunning us based on our Rockband skillz. Thanks for being our friend and neighbor. You really are a great friend and we’ll miss you.