In January Matt was baptized on a Sunday evening. Matt's grandparents came over to see him get baptized. Randy was happy to see it. On Wednesday the 26, everything changed. We went to church as normal. Well during church, Randy's arms and hands went numb. He was trying to adjust the sound system and he couldn't feel them. I was in the nursery so he didn't say anything. When we got home, he started saying things that scared me.I tried getting him to go the hospital, but he said he would be fine in the morning. He put Matt to bed and then at 9pm we went to bed. We laid there and talked for a few minutes I leaned over and gave him a kiss. His left shoulder hurt when I did that. His last words to me was love you, Michelle. We went to sleep. At 9:45pm, I woke to him gasping for air. I called 911 and he was taken to the hospital. When I got to the hospital 2 people from the church was there. Randy had a heart attack. He had seizures every time I went into to see him and touch him. They life flighted him to Wichita. Over the next 11 days, he was hooked up to machines and was in a coma. On February 5th, I had to make the decision to take him off life support.. He lived for 9 days longer in the hospice unit of the hospital. He knew we were there in the room with him because he would follow our voices. His son came to the hospital the Wednesday before. He was scared to go into the room. The second day there, he did go in to see his dad. Randy knew he was there. Randy looked over and smiled at him. Matt ran out because he was scared. Randy reached out his hand for him to come back but he wouldn't. Then Friday late afternoon after Matt and Randy's parents left.That night Randy got to a sitting position and leaned his head on my chest. That was the last time I got to hold him. About 5 minutes later a nurse came in and he laid back down Randy started getting real fidgety. He kept trying to get out of the bed and he would get his leg stuck between the rails. It continued for over 3 hours, After 3 hours, I went to the bathroom and prayed to God that if it was his time to go then take him because i couldn't do it anymore. I started crying Well i went home the weekend to go to the valentines banquet with Matt. On Monday Feb 14, when I got to the 8th floor his parents were standing out in the hallway crying. He had went home to be with his heavenly father. The hardest thing was about to come next, I had to go home and tell his 8 year old son that his father had died. When I walked into get him, he knew. When we got outside the only thing Matt said to me was he died, didn't he. I nodded at him and couldn't say anything else.
There isnt a day that goes by that i don't miss you Randy. I will see you again but it's hard to go on without you. You were my best friend and I will never forget how much you loved God and you could see it through your life.