My name is Becky, I am Brenda's sister. I have always called her Sister instead of Brenda. I am 26 and she was 38. Although we had twelve years between us we were very close. She was my protector and my hero. Sister was in perfect health and regularly exercised, all of these things are good, but they do not promise us another tomorrow. God is the only one who can give us another. She began to have bad headaches about a week and a half before she died. She went to the doctor and it was thought that she may have been having severe sinus headaches. When the pain only increased she was scheduled for a CT scan on Wednesday October 14, 1998. By this time her speech had slowed and she began to have some confusion about simple things. The results of the CT scan were not good it was a Brain Tumor the size of a lemon. Sister was admitted to the hospital and scheduled for surgery the next day. On that Thursday morning the waiting room began to fill up with family and friends. When the surgery was over I had stepped out of the waiting room and when I came back my brother-in-law and parents were with the surgeon. Someone asked me if I wanted to go in with them. I declined because I was too scared to hear the results.

The waiting room door opened and my father motioned for me to come outside. He didn't have to say a word, my fears were true it was cancer and they couldn't get it all or brain damage might occur. Then all I remember is crying and screaming and crying and screaming. Sister was able to talk to us after the surgery the whole day. She was more alert than she had been however, that was short lived. Early Friday morning she slipped into a coma. She had swelling on the brain. She was stable all day on Friday until late in the evening things changed for the worst. Sister was rushed back into surgery after respriratory arrest. We were told by the surgeon that she was on life support, as well as I understand it, on a scale with 15 being alert and 3 being total brain dead she was a 4. The decision was made at about 11:00am to unhook the life support, Sister died at about 3:30pm that afternoon. I held her hand the whole time until the moment she died, because she had always been my big sister and held my hand in the beginning of my life so I was going to hold her hand at the end of her life. However, this is not the end; she is finally at home with Jesus and I must thank Him even in her death for twenty-six years with the best sister anyone could have.

Memorial lovingly submitted by Becky Fowler

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