In Memory of Kathy Driscoll

Kathy and Tom Driscoll
In loving memory of Mother and Wife, Kathy Driscoll. She is in a better place
now where she will not be suffering.
My wife Kathy, born March 23 1952, died early on a Sunday morning.
She was diagnosed with non-small cell lung cancer in her left lung that
had already spread to her spine, leg, neck, shoulder and a small growth
in her brain. She had been experiencing pain in her back and neck for awhile,
but thought that it was from her work, that involved leaning over a counter
to write appointments in for customers at the tanning salon where she worked.
She decided to see her doctor and have it checked out. The results came
back on April 27th (my birthday). She ended up in the hospital three times
for dehydration and blood transfusions.
Somehow she found the strength and courage to maintain a positive outlook.
Kathy was a caring, warm, giving person who put others before herself.
The final trip to the hospital was when she had trouble walking across
the room and extreme weakness and a temperature (she had pneumonia). She put
up a valiant fight but the cancer had progressed too far, which further weakened
her.
The one thing that is a comfort to me is that she had the priest administer
the last sacrament to her, even though she was not fully awake and aware. All
of her children were there at her bedside in the hospital, along with two
of her sisters from Massachusetts and Maine, along with our two sons, her
son and daughter from her previous marriage, a nephew and two nieces. About
forty five minutes before Kathy passed away, she came awake with a look of
pure terror, until the nurse gave her a shot and upped her oxygen. She was
aware of all her family and each in turn hugged her, expressed their love
for her, and she returned their hug.
I know that there is going to be a lot of pain and sadness. I am going
to miss her tremendously, and the hurt is starting to settle in already.
Could you please remember Kathy, our children and myself in your prayers?
Thank You.
-Tom