She begged and pleaded to go home. The doctor wanted to make sure she had the right pain medicine and hoped that just maybe, she would change her mind about chemo. Lydia didn’t and the next morning she was discharged. Instead of going back to the trailer, they went to Marsha’s. In a matter of a day Jeannie, Lydia, and Michael were moved in with Marsha and John. The downstairs was set up like their own apartment. Moving them into their home was beyond what a friend would do for someone, and taken care of without Jeannie doing anything the night before they came home. Marsha and John, exhausted and heartbroken, moved personal items out of the trailer and brought them to the house. They discussed whether to put them in the guest house. The house needed too much work and they didn’t have a lot of time. Marsha had hospice come early and put up a bed next to Jeannie’s, and they decided to put Michael upstairs in the guest room. Having his own room allowed him to get a break away from the sadness once in a while.
