I’d like to begin by thanking everyone for the outpouring of love and support.  Every phone call, every email, every text, every facebook message, every tweet, every comment on this blog has meant so much to us.  None of it has gone unnoticed.  We spent the better part of the day taking care of funeral arrangements.  We’d like to share details of those arrangements with you now.

Visitation
Wednesday, February 10th, 3pm – 9pm
Modell Funeral Home
7710 S. Cass Avenue
Darien, IL 60561
630-852-3595

Mass & Internment
Thursday, February 11th
9:15am Prayer Service at Modell Funeral Home
10:00am Mass at Christ the Servant Church

Christ the Servant
8700 Havens Drive
Woodridge, IL 60517-7573
(630) 910-0770

We will then proceed to Clarendon Hills Cemetery for the internment.

Clarendon Hills Cemetery
6900 South Cass Avenue
Darien, IL 60561-3699
(630) 968-6590

Ashley passed away peacefully in my arms this evening at 9:25pm. She was visited and blessed by our priest this morning.  Our hospice nurse was on hand throughout the afternoon and well into the evening to ensure her comfort.  Adrian held her for hours and she amazed us all because her heart continued to beat so strong despite the fact that her breaths were very shallow.  It gave us great comfort to be with her, holding her, as she passed.  It also gave us great comfort to know that she is finally at rest with her Grandmother Lilia and Great Grandmother Jessie in heaven.

Funeral details will be forthcoming. However, I can share with you the name and address of the funeral home and our church.

Modell Funeral Home
7710 S. Cass Avenue
Darien, IL 60561
630-852-3595

Christ the Servant Church
8700 Havens Drive
Woodridge, IL 60517-7573
(630) 910-0770

Ashley had a rather restless night and in the past day we noticed that her left arm was getting swollen. So we took a quick trip to the Day Hospital of CMH. After consulting with Dr. Morgan we decided to cut back her TPN and up the dose of her Fentanyl. Dr. Morgan also commented that she didn’t hear breaths out of the left side of her lung. The left side is where the tumor is and the tumor is what seems to be distrupting circulation, thus the swelling of her arm. So we’re back home now and hoping to see a happier, more comfortable Ashley in the next 24 hours or so.

It’s hard to believe that February is here. January was somewhat of a blur. We spent a week in the hospital and then began the transition to hospice care.  There were a couple of days where Ashley surprised us all and felt well enough to go to school.  It seems those days are behind us now.

Throughout her treatment whenever people have asked how she’s doing I’ve always tried to put a positive spin on things and share the positive, but this weekend as I’ve been asked how she’s doing, I’ve had to be more honest.  She’s getting weaker day by day.  She’s working harder for each breath. She’s become more difficult to understand as her speech is being affected by the location of her tumor.  We’re all doing everything we can to bring her comfort and happiness throughout each day.  There are times when she prefers to rest in her room and other times when she prefers to rest in the living room. Whether she’s awake or sleeping she likes to have cartoons on in the background.  Most often she’ll ask to watch Wow Wow Wubbzy, but this weekend she’s changed things up a bit and has asked to watch Strawberry Shortcake.  Regardless of where she’s resting she keeps her little bubbles in hand along with her favorite soft, purple blanket.  She has moments where she’s playful.  I’ll ask her for kisses and she’ll say that all her kisses belong to her Daddy.  She has moments where she’ll assert her authority and tell our cat, Bailey, to behave.  She’ll ask for  sips of “juice” which is actually Iced Passion Tea from Starbucks.  So our daily trips to Starbucks always include getting some “juice” for Ashley.

Tonight I began the task of going through pictures, a task I had been avoiding.  I’ve always been the type of Mom to have a camera in my purse or diaper bag.  More recently I’ve found myself taking pictures with my iPhone.  Despite the fact that I sometimes feel like the paparazzi because I take so many pictures of my girls, it took a lot less time than I expected it would to go through all of our pictures. This served as a brutal reminder that three years of life is much too short, tragically short.

We ask that you continue to keep Ashley and our family in your prayers, but I also that you keep those who have lost a child to cancer in your prayers as well as those that continue to be in the fight.