I lost my wife on Saturday, December 30, 2006.  She was to be released from a local care facility here in Phoenix, Arizona, and I was very much looking forward to our reunion.  It was to have been a special homecoming, but she suddenly and unbeknownst to all, she passed away.  I am just beside myself.  In my heart and soul, I truly believe that she deserves a proper and respectful funeral.

       We made plans to get a small place and to continue our lives before our unfortunate mishap. A short time ago, we were residing in a comfortable apartment.  Our happiness changed in many ways.  First, our apartment caught fire and we lost quite a bit of our possessions.  Debe, my wife, had a major stroke and was confined to a wheelchair.  On numerous occasions, she would attempt to be self-sufficient and strive to walk without using her chair.  On one early morning, I returned from work and found Debe lying on the living room floor.  She had fallen and had no one to assist her.  I stabilitzed her and all was well.  I went back to work.  When I returned, she had fallen again, both falls occurring within a 12 hour period.  She informed me that the apartment's maintenance man heard her cries and gave her assistance.  He carried her from the floor to her bed.  I noticed a terrible bruise over one of her eyes.  The bruising did not heal as it should have and she refused to go to the hospital for treatment.  She recovered from this injury, but the unsightly bruising was slow to heal. 

        We had a friend of Debe's stay with us while I was at work.  To my ire, the friend's boyfriend took advantage of us by robbing us of the few possessions we had.  Some of these items were a cell phone, work tools, transportation, and more, not to mention our dignity. 

         I contacted the local police authorities and filed a police report.  Because of this loss, I was no longer able to provide for her care as she needed.  I had no other choice except to place her in a local care facility.  Both of us understood that this was necessary.  Neither of  us wanted this to occur, but we had no other options.  We agreed that this stay would only be temporary, just a couple of weeks.

         Debe was doing well in the facility.  She was recovering quickly, as she was gaining weight, going to physical therapy, and attending medical appointments with various medical doctors.  Her general practictioner beleived that she was doing well and suggested that her next appointment be set for the following two months, instead of the upcoming month.

         Debe resided at the care facility for one month.  She had a health care plan that covered the facilities costs and fees.      

(I will continue with my situation on 1/6/2007.) Debe called me at 11:30a.m.Saturday Dec. 30th She told me she had fallen twice that morn........We were moving within the hour I had a place for us already I was to be there by 12 noon.But within 15 minutes I got a call .....saying...............she had quit breathing........and it did not look good .They were never able to resesitate debe.After they told me,I cried so hard with such anguish that every muscle in my face was frozen stiff in a downward frown.I thought I should have been admitted...I talked with the county medical examiner Senior Investegator and one of the things He told me was 'People tend to fall down when they are dying'. So why did'nt them qualified professionals take her to the hospital???         I'll write more on this later  TODAY IS  4-3-07