My uncle, Terry Ginn, has been fighting Brain and Lung Cancer for just about 2 years now. A few months ago he ended his chemotherapy when the doctors told him it was too aggressive and there wasn't much more they could do to slow it down. Last Thursday, June 18th, we was admitted into Mercy Hospital and has been there ever since. Wednesday evening he was in a severe amount of pain and the nurses gave him pain medication to make the pain go away but it has also caused him to go into a sort of coma like state. He breathes heavily and looks like he is out of it but his brain is still working.
The nurses told the family to have everyone come up to the hospital if they wanted to see him alive. So I left work early on Thursday and went to see him and I typically don't do well with hospitals but wanted to see him one last time. I was in the room all alone and went up to him and saw him breathing heavily and his skin color was very pale. I grabbed his hand and said, "uncle Terry, this is Kenny" He squeezed my hand and started to shake his leg. I said, "It's okay to go now, I will take care of Scott (my 18 year old cousin) and everything will be ok. I love you and it's okay to go." He continued to shake his leg for a few seconds and I told him goodbye then I left the room.
As of right now he is still holding on but we think that once my brother and cousin Philip get there to see him he will let go and move on to a pain free place with the rest of our family.
My triathlon couldn't mean anymore to me than it does right now. My fundraising is for blood cancers specifically but I know that the research that is done could lead to breakthroughs for other cancers. If you have received an email from me about my fundraising please forward it on to anyone who might be able to help. I am grateful for any amount that you may be able to offer and please keep my family, especially my uncle Terry and my dad in your thoughts and prayers.