Lexi was my husband's nurse when he was diagnosed with cancer in October.  He was diagnosed with stage IV cancer.  It happened so fast that we were pretty much in shock the whole time he was a patient.  Lexi quickly became his favorite nurse. She always showed professionalism, compassion, patience, kindness, attentiveness, and empathy towards T and his family as well.  She truly cared about my husband and us as a family. I will always be in touch with her. She seems like family to me now. She would be so patient with him and provided excellent care, being an ear for him since the cancer spread so fast and took him in five weeks. When he knew he didn't have long, he was strong, brave, and grateful for the care he received from Lexi (as we, his family, are grateful too). 

One day Lexi came in with a gift of lilies and a card for T.  The lily was T’s favorite that he planted each year.  That night, he woke up to the most spectacular light above his bed.  He could NOT put his arms down.  He tried.  He asked God, “What do you want with me?”  The lilies were on the shelf opposite the wall of his bed, and they lit up, too.  He saw a beautiful gate, the bright lights, trumpets playing beautiful music, and he saw himself at God’s table.  He was at peace at that point.  He knew then that God was telling him to come home soon.  The next day, he told us it was time to go to hospice.  He knew he couldn’t fight it anymore.  He was always this strong and brave firefighter, but the strongest and bravest in his last battle. He passed away less than two weeks later.  We were with him.  His arms once again were lifted, and we held them for him as he took his last breath.  

Thank you to all the nurses on the oncology floor. They truly cared. We were so touched that Lexi came to his funeral. That meant so much to us. I believe Lexi has a long and rewarding career ahead of her. Thank you, Lexi.