Sunday, October 21, 2012

3 Oct - My dad's passing


NOTE: This post is mainly for me . Just for my memory. Not a fun reading .....

On Oct 2nd was the last day I saw my dad alive. He stopped by to visit like he normally does when something is bothering him. I was in the wash room vacuuming up sand, when Owen comes running in “Grandpa Grandpa!!” he tells me very excited and pointing then runs to the door. I had Owens blinds up so he saw him coming up the grass, I let my dad in and we sit and talk. He tells me he no longer has insurance. My mom took him off the insurance. I assure him she can’t do that they are still married. He just needs to call her and find out whets going on. I tell him to call Sarah and ask her. He says they are not answering his calls.  So I tell him he and Joyce should go visit them tomorrow since she is coming tomorrow. He says yeah OK and then just enjoyed watching Owen. I left Owen with him as I picked up the girls and he hung out and while I did homework with the girls. Finally around 4 he said he was going to go asked if he was sure, he said yeah. He now lived by himself. His sister Joan had to move out so I told him I would call him every day to check on him. Since Joyce was coming the following day I said I wouldn't call to check on him and would just see him later. I thought maybe I should invite him to stay for dinner but he looked tired so I let him go home.



Oct 3rd- I had plans for the day. Get Owen his hair cut. Go to story time and got to the bank to deposit money for PTA. Since it was closes I got Owens haircut first. Afterwards with hair everywhere, I made a mental note Haircuts always should be last. As I was driving I got a message on my phone from my uncle. My dad was in the hospital. So I said why he said he didn't know so I just decided to go find out. When I got there, I went to patient services and they told me he was in the ER. So I went to the ER and they took me to a small room in the back. I just assumed he had tried to kill himself again because he had tried once before and it was the same room I was in before. I thought the worst for a second but dismissed it. Finally the Doctor and nurse came in and they asked if I was his niece I said no I was his youngest daughter. They said they had been trying to call his family but had no luck. Then the doctor told me he was sorry but my dad was dead, he wasn't joking my dad was dead. He said he had collapsed in front of the bank and by the time the ambulance had gotten there he was gone. He then said he was sorry and he would have the Chaplin come in to make sure I could go back and see him. The door opened and my aunt came in. She asked where is my brother, and I told her he was gone he was dead. I remember being so upset I just remembered trying to call Naomi and my mom. I couldn't get through then the door opened again and Danita, John and my Tio Martian came in. I finally got a hold of Naomi and told her to come dad was dead. Then the chaplain showed up and said we could go back to see him. I had Owen so I picked him up and carried him. I tried to stay towards the back I kind of didn't want to see. I paused at the door and went in and of course it was true he was gone. He looked like he was sleeping. It was hard to see. I just cried so hard leaned on the IV pole for some strength. The poor Chaplin thought I was going to faint and brought a chair but I was holding together for Owen and sat him in the chair. For a while I had to stand back. It took me a while to go to his bed side. Evan came and picked Owen I told him I would stay and wait for Naomi. Finally Naomi came and then my sister Sarah came as well. I asked where my mom was she said parking the car. So I asked her if she wanted me to stay with the boys she just nodded yes so I went to find them. I found them walking up the side walk and told my mom she needed to hurry they wanted to take his body he died at 8 and it was now 12pm. They needed to refrigerate him.  Anyways this is good for now maybe in another post I will get to the dram that follows. I love my dad and miss him. 




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