Sandra Weeks sister of my dad was in the hospital in Jackson, she was very sick and doctors told us that she wasnt going to make it. My daddy was getting ready for his last surgery. Removing more of his hand. All he kept saying was he wanted to hurry up and get better to go see his sister in the hospital. Both of them were so sick and had been for some time, been fighting hard. Family was scattered between hospitals. This last surgery really brought daddy down. My dad had a heart attack and after remembering what he said he wanted and our great doctors, Dr Brunson and Dr Sriv. We talked about our options and we took him home on hospice. Well as I was walking to elevator to go outside to call my dad;s other sisters, we had said at the same time "We are going home on Hospice so all the family can be together", Neither of us knew that Sandra and dad were going home until that moment. My mother decided we would take them both to her house and all of us family would just be there for the both of them. As sick as they were, the first and only night getting to spend together sandra and dad knew each other were there. We puched their beds together and they held hands. It was so wonderful God's plan had worked out. They both wanted to see one another. They got what they wanted. My dad died June 10 and Sandra passed the next day. They are in Heaven together now. Sister and Brother.