Wow it's been a while hasn't it. I guess all of you read Molly's entry the other day.
Here is the official statement. My father Charles Wayne Muncy, had been diagnosed with angeoplastima (basicaly a brain tumor) in November of last year. I have been coming to Dallas ever since about once every two to three months since. In that time I saw my dads condition progress from barely noticable to raging. This is a very invassive disease. I got in last thursday, by which time, my dad was bed bound, sleeping 18 hrs. a day, and unable to speak more than a few words at a time. His mind however was still very active until the end. I spent that week helping with things that I didn't think I had the heart or stomach to do, such as medications, moving him, changing him, and working closely with the hospice people to do whatever needed to be done (I surprised myself quiet a bit). When he saw me he used what strength he had left to let me and my sister know that he knew that we were there and that he loved us. Needless to say I have slept very little, because we didn't know exactly when he would go and we didn't want him to be alone. On sunday night my sister and I stayed up with him, he puckered his lips in a kiss, and went to sleep. By Monday morning he had slipped into a coma, but his body refused to give up. Each time we thought he was about to go we would surround him, and cry and say goodbye again, but he would come back (my father was a very stubborn man). What was suggested is that he would come back because we were not letting him go so by this past Wednesday, we let him be with only 1 person at a time. On thursday night I stayed with him until 4:00 am when my mom made me go to bed so she could take over, and at 4:45 am he died, holding my mothers hand. I was not woken up until after they had taken his body away yesterday. In a way it was relieving, because of how much stress and pain was associated with his long term illness. He is no longer in pain, and that gives me strength. Now there are so many things to take care of and I have dived right into them, (funeral arrangments, obituaries, and my dad's papers and things to go through) to keep myself doing something, other than just pace, and yet I have done a whole lot of that to, but all in all I am OK, mainly because my dad wouldn't want it any other way. My mom is the one who has taken it the hardest, but she too is keeping busy, and is doing what needs to get done. My advice to you whose parents are still together and even those who aren't is that you talk to them to make sure that someone knows and has written down all passwords ( and trust me there are more than I ever thought about ), the whereabouts of keys to varrious things and valuables are known, and that plans are clear and concise. I only say this because even having a year of doing all of this I am finding out that there are still a lot of things that we did not get taken care of, and it only adds to the stress of the situation. Anyway that's my rant, let me reiterate that I'm OK, and in the best frame of mind that I possibly can be. Love you all and I will see you soon (although I don't know exactly when). If anyone is curious
we are having a visitation at
North Dallas Funeral Home
2710 Valley View Lane
Dallas TX. 75234
on monday, and will inter him at Fairlawn Cemetery, Amherst TX. on Wednesday.
Anyone who wants to send flowers or a card can send them to
J.D Muncy, Gideon & Ingo Daniel
3344 Cannyon Valley Trl.
Plano TX. 75023
I know my mom would appreciate it.