I am Mrs. Daveologic and am sad to announce Dave’s unexpected passing, on December 13th, 2017.
Although I find a need to celebrate his life, I am also finding myself wanting to tell the story of a life so quickly lost.
Dave was taken to the hospital after a fall at home, and was found to have fractured a vertebrae. We were informed that he would be in the hospital for several days, then he would be. I transfered to a rehabilitation facility for several weeks.
The afternoon of the day of his transfer I spent time with him as he ate a B.L.T. and drank a cup of coffee. He was enjoying the fact that he had a B.L.T., and I didn’t. He teased me as usual, about the sandwich he was having without me.
He was sitting up in bed when the wheelchair arrived for his transport to the rehabilitation facility. I said I would see him tomorrow, gave him a kiss and said goodbye.
He was being his usual self.
The next day when I went to visit him at the rehab center, his back was to the door. When I went around to see him, I was shocked to the depths of my being. There was very little “Dave” in his face and he looked confused and frightened. He could only say his name, birth date, and my name.(Colleen) When I asked what happened to him, the response was, “He came in this way.”
I got the head nurse, and she said he needed to be taken back to the hospital.
The next time I saw him, he was in the Emergency Room. He was dehydrated, and the staff could not find get a vein to draw blood.
A nurse, Jerry, who had been caring for Dave just before they transported him, saw him and exclaimed, ” What happened to him.?!!”
I told her the staff at the rebab center said he arrived that way.
As the day wore on, and he started to run a fever. They said he may have aspirated something.
I stayed with him that night, and by the time his brother and sister in-law arrived the next day he was on oxygen for life support. There was no Dave there.
Several days later,after a “cat scan’ to reassure us that he was really gone, we made the decision to remove his oxygen. He died less than an hour later, with his brother, son and me, his wife of 41 years, telling him we released with our love, to go onto his next adventure.
I hope we honor his memory and celebrate the “logic” and fun that was Dave.
Thanks for all the joy the readers of the Daveological Society gave him, whether you agreed with him or not, he enjoyed it all!
Colleen Loevner, Twin Falls, Idaho