Kobacker House (Guest Blogger LTB)

I wrote this blog before Rob passed away.  You might have some interest in reading it.  
11/5/2012 8:16 am

Kobacker House (Guest Blogger LTB) 

Rob is doing some time over at the Kobacker house. What is the Kobacker House you might be wondering?  Why the Kobacker is this fabulous house you can visit if you have terminal cancer.  They only allow 24 patients there at once.  It looks more like resort then a hospital.  There are no machines to plug you up to.  There are no IV's. The nursing staff are all the kindest people you would ever want to meet.  The staffs job is to keep you pain free in your last days.

Which brings us to the very hard reality that Rob is in his last days.  I am about to lose my best friend of 21 years.  Miranda is going to lose her very beloved father.  Shannon and Bob are going to lose their only son. Sarah is going to lose her only brother.  The rest of you reading this are going to  lose one of the greatest guys you've ever known.  Rob was the first one there to help you fix your car, or your computer.  If we had it he would let you borrow it.  I can' count the times we stopped so Rob could help perfect strangers change the tire.  He is the good Samaritan. 

Rob is a fighter though. Rob's doctor came in a few days ago and told us his body was starting to shut down. I called his family, and got everybody very worked up, only to have them tell me the next day that he was doing good and we should expect some kind of recovery. Since then he has had good days and bad days. They are still not talking about him going home. His doctors use vague terms like "maybe in a few days once we get his medication worked out." It's always a few days away though. They are constantly changing his meds.

I  can't say if he  has days, weeks, or even months still in front of him. However, whatever time he has left is not going to be like the last 28 months. Motorcycle trips are off the table unless he can figure out how to attach his oxygen tank to his bike. Miranda and I want to thank you all for your support and good wishes. The nurses all laugh at how many people have stopped by for visits and how many phone calls he gets.  He is one very loved man they assure me.  Don't I know it.