Oliver's Grande Prairie Funeral Chapel & Crematorium: Obituaries

Oliver's Grande Prairie Funeral Chapel & Crematorium: Obituaries

#ripkylie

These were two of the toughest days I've ever experienced. The last time I was in Grande Prairie, Alberta, it was for a joyous occasion; Kylie Bain's Grade 12 Grad. I returned on Friday to help bury that same person. Kylie is someone who touched the lives of many, including my own. I met her in physiotherapy. She received a double lung transplant around the same time I received my heart transplant. We were both on the adult side of things, but the youngest ones working on our fitness. I think it was our youth that bonded us. I don't recall exactly how we met, but it's said that it was her birthday the day I met her and I wished her a happy birthday.


Kylie and I shared a love of Harry Potter, and a love of younger sounding music. In other words, it was us against all the older patients in an on-going struggle for control of the radio down at rehab. Through rehab, I met her parents, Kevin and Trish Bain. Later I would find out about her little sister Shaley and older brother Jason. Kylie's family is very strong and close, just like mine. I think that's why I took a liking to them so quickly. We quickly became friends after that, exchanging Facebook info and cell phone numbers. Anytime she was at the hospital, I'd try and visit. If I couldn't, I'd text. She did the same.


In October of 09, Kylie sent me a message and asked me to be her escort for her grad in Grande Prairie. I was more than honored. In those couple months of getting to know her, I really looked up to her and her positive outlook on life, despite her transplant, hospital stays, diabetes and cystic fibrosis. Not everyone going through hardships was as open minded as Kylie. That's what made her so special to me. She just got it. 


We kept in touch until Grad, of course, and my fondest memory of that day is when her teachers called out her name and Kylie was given an uproarious standing ovation. Clearly, everyone there was aware of what kind of person she was and they all respected that. I was told stories of her past, having to carry around oxygen tanks in the 4th grade, and it was such a joy to see her without tubes or anything restricting her.


This summer, Kylie made it back to the hospital, and I would visit and text as much as I could. Sometimes I don't know if it was enough. We talked a lot about Florida, Disney World and The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Being n the hospital, Kylie and the Bain fam also were granted a wish to Florida. WWOHP wasn't there the two times they went, but they filled me in on all the other attractions and things to do when I went. When I returned, Kylie had gotten worse. In her last days, I was there everyday visiting, praying, sometimes with the family and hoping and wishing she would get that 2nd double lung transplant she told me about in January. On Saturday , I was a pallbearer for Kylie's funeral. It was a tough honour. The Bain's have become another family to me and I'm glad I could help them lay dear Kylie into Eternal Peace.


We'll never understand why, but God had a different plan for Kylie. Because she has fulfilled and completed her job on Earth, she has been called back to His heavenly kingdom. Right now, I feel robbed. And many other emotions. I try and take comfort in all the memories I've shared with Kylie though, and know that now she is watching over me and her family and everyone she came in contact with. Kylie Marie is someone I will never EVER forget. Thank you Kylie for coming into my life and making me a better person. I Love You Kylie.


Take Care & Much Love
David The Recipient

Kylie Marie Bain

It’s the hardest thing Ill ever have to do

No 98 Degrees but I’m really missing you

It’s true; you always knew what I was going through

Hospital Homies, you’ve inspired me to do

Things I wouldn’t do if I didn’t see your drive

Always keeping up the faith, fighting hard to stay alive

I’m wishing I could see you just one more time

But The Lord has plans that are better than mine

Still it’s like a bad dream that’s never gonna end

September the Tenth, I lost a really dear friend

But I try and take comfort in the fact she’s in heaven

Watching over everybody twenty-four seven

And I know you’re in heaven with your Grandpa Bain

This whole dang week has been way too insane

There’s no words to explain the sharp pain

A parent feels seeing their child go before their day came

Or siblings saying bye to their very dear sister

The best thing now is to pray and read scriptures

Hold on to memories, relatives and cousins

There’s nothing in this world like your family’s lovin’

Lord help us find a cure for cystic fibrosis

Let it disappear like magic; hocus pocus

For now, Imma keep lighting candles and pray

This disease will be vanquished form this earth one day

If the good die young then that makes me a villain

I’m trying to live proper; Kylie Bain has got me driven

A true inspiration, girl I’m better cause we met

My love for you is everlasting, so is my respect

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#prayersforkylie

Thank you God for introducing Miss Kylie Bain into my life. She was an amazing person and I'm positive she will be an amazing Angel. Thanks for all the wonderful memories Kylie. You are loved by many and we will miss you. I will miss you. Saying you're an inspiration is truly and understatement. Thanks to everyone for the constant prayers. Please continue tp pray for the Bain Family, Morin Family and Rudko Family through this extremely tough time. Much Love <3

Rest In Peace

April 29, 1992 - September 10, 2011

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What Happens at my BIOPSY

I'm always saying "I have a biopsy! Painful!" yadda yadda, but here is what actually goes down on those days:

• Wake up at 5:30am
• Hit the snooze button until 5:45am
• Get fresh & clean and leave the house at 6:15am
• Get to the Mazankowski Heart Institute before 7:00am
• Slip down to my skivvies and gown up
• Go into the operating room
• Get hooked up to a blood pressure cuff and some other monitors
• Get my neck sterilized and “dressed”
• Get an ultrasound on the area of my neck the doctors will be inserting the IV
• Get a couple shots of freezing in my  neck
• Get an IV in my neck
• Pressure is applied
• Get blood drawn from my neck
• A tube with scissors at the end of it go in and snip microscopic pieces of my heart
• Repeat 7 times
• Start to feel the pain
• Return to the waiting room and get the huge IV removed from my neck
• Get a Band-Aid around 9:30am
• Head to clinic for an hour or so
• Get seen by the transplant team
• The Mazankowski and head to the University of Alberta Hospital
• Eat breakfast and Visit with patients/nurses/hospital staff until 1:00pm
• Go home