After an excruciatingly painful and frustrating few days, Josh was taken to the hospital around lunch time yesterday, Sunday 17 May. He really did not want to go, and it was a decision that caused us, his parents, much anguish; but his condition had deteriorated beyond our ability to manage it from home. The nurses put up a drip and started the morphine, which calmed him down and eased the pain. We stayed by his bed as we waited for the doctor, who came at 16:30. While we were discussing the options for medication, Josh rapidly changed. For a brief period he was more alert than he had been since before the weekend. He couldn't talk to us, but he looked intently, deliberately at each of us as if to say, "I am going now, but it's alright." His laboured breathing became slower and his pulse weakened and quietly stopped at about 16:45.
The funeral will be held on Saturday at the Maitland Crematorium at 10:30, and the benefit concert that the school has been planning will now be a celebration of Joshua's short but beautiful life, that same evening at 18:00.
This has been a harder journey for me than I could ever have imagined, but Joshua has taught me more in the past month than I have learned in years, and I sense that we will learn much more as Lorraine and I deal with our suddenly reconfigured lives. Thank you to everyone who has been such a support to us and to Joshua. Through the dedication of many friends, Josh was able to live at home, with people who love him dearly, to the very last night.