We had a rough time getting John off the train in Flint. He’d gotten so weak (even with good oxygen) that he couldn’t walk at all. It took about a half hour for him to make it the length of the train’s car so he would be ready to disembark.

There was supposed to be a wheelchair waiting but they informed us there wouldn’t be. John couldn’t make it. After declaring a crisis, they found a way to get him a wheelchair and we were able to leave the train in Flint. Our limo was waiting for us but it had no electric outlets.

John struggled to use the concentrator the nurse (Frank) had brought with him, but it wasn’t working very well. It was an on-demand unit which would produce oxygen only when John could breathe deeply and he didn’t have that kind of strength.

The ride from Flint to Saginaw was scary. John’s oxygen numbers dropped. I suggested taking him to St. Mary’s Medical Center but John said no he could make it, and Frank, the RN, said his numbers were higher than the oximeter read. I had to believe he was right.

We got home about 11:15 p.m. on May 11th, 2018.

John was able to tell me the code to get the garage door to go up. He was definitely still conscious.

John was so weak. With his nurse on one side and the limo driver on the other, they tried to walk him inside. I ran ahead with the floor model concentrator to get it going.

Frank yelled to me that he needed help. John had collapsed in the garage. He never made it inside the house.

Frank started CPR and I called 911.

All kinds of emergency workers arrived. They shocked him, did more CPR, gave him everything in their arsenal, but he never regained consciousness.

He was no longer alive.

They said he died at 12:20 May 12, 2018, but I think that he died when he collapsed.