My Uncle David took a turn for the worst back in February. He was on his way out to California and had some strange problems and pains in his jaw. He was seen by a specialist who found he had cancer. Once he made his way to California, he was started on treatments right away. Over the course of a month it was very touch and go. One doctor would say, call the family in he isn't going to make it more than a few days then another would come in and say he can recover. He had a lot of bad reactions to medications which caused them to think he was dying. It was a roller coaster from day to day. One day there was so much hope of a recovery and the next his days were numbered in the single digits. A lot of people were praying and Steven was by his dad's side the entire time. James made a few trips, and once with his entire family of 6. Duane made several trips back and forth to California and stayed most of his time by David's side. David told my mom his wish was for her to come out to see him. She just couldn't bring herself to do it. At one point there was talk of getting Uncle Dave back to Iowa by way of an Angel flight. He had all his friends, family, and church community back in Iowa. We all thought David wasn't going to make it, and then God gave him more time. He was even well enough to make it home to Iowa. He traveled on a commercial plane, we heard the trip was very difficult with all his monitors and machines. Duane was a trooper getting him on and off and through the airports. Duane went daily to be with David once back home helping any way he could. On March 8, the triplets turned 74. Duane and David had a zoom call celebration for friends and family to call in and say hi. I also have a photo from years back when we were celebrating March birthdays with my Uncles. It is fascinating to think my mother was 10 months old when the triplets were born!
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