Please help me toward Kenny Jones' memories and final wishes. My name is Kristin. My best friend and father of my children is sick. He's been given 4-6 weeks to live. Maybe we'll get lucky and make it to Christmas. It's no supposed to be his time, however it seems God wants him sooner than later. This man is the definition of what a father should be. He's my best friend in the whole world and I don't know how we're going to survive without him. Even if you can't donate, please please share and add a personal note to your post. I'm beyond desperate and thank you everyone for the support. Please scroll to bottom for some other options of help if you don't want to donate here.
A little background:
In March 2018, a 41 father of two and had just become a grandpa, took an ER trip because his stomach was hurting. He left knowing cancer was found and we knew nothing else except to worry. In the meantime of waiting on doctor appointments for that, I decided to take Kenny for another opinion in another city. I told them nothing about what Lake Havasu said because I wanted no assumptions. I wanted full testing and unbiased opinions. While juggling appointments in both cities, it got to just having no answers. Another oncology appointment came & the Dr realized nobody had opened Kenny up to get any tissue to test. So here we are at the end of May with no real answers. Kenny by this point wasn't eating and just in miserable pain. The oncologist sent us to be admitted to the hospital. Oddly enough, 3 days later we still have no tests and then I realized nobody was communicating amongst the right people; I made some very serious hospital complaints, demands and phone calls, and then I had a surgery scheduled for Kenny the next morning to try and get tissue to test. Even though we were scared before, the next day would change our lives forever. I remember being in the waiting room all by myself, waiting for Kennys surgery to be over. Hoping it went ok and we can start fighting whatever was bothering him. The surgeon came in and woke me up to show me the images they got. He said he had to wait for confirmation but he was confident that Kenny had Stage 4 Stomach cancer. After a couple days of sleeping in the hospital with our little girl at different friends and families house, Havasu Regional Medical Center allowed us to bring our 7 year old in so we could all be together. Eventually the results came in and they did confirm it was stage 4 stomach cancer. They said there was technically no curing this but we could work on getting him healthy enough to get treatment and buy a good 5-10 years. When you have a 20 year old daughter with a baby of her own and an almost 8 year old, then those years sounded worth it to us. With kenny beating two rounds of testicular cancer before, why not this time too?
3 months later and we were just told Kenny has 4-6 weeks left only. With all the life issues already happening like our truck breaking, normal bills and extra expenses, things were hard enough. Now with a life expectancy of less than two months, we have end of life costs, memories to build and he has two children that will not benefit from Social Security. Anything extra will be used to honor his wishes. If you do not want to donate to the site, you can contact Kristin at PO Box 973, Lake Havasu City, AZ 86405 or message her. Thank you for reading. Thank you for praying and thank you for sharing.