On Wednesday April 16, 2008 at 4:51 AM my Daddy lost his battle to cancer.
On April 7th, we were given months. But I guess he just didn't have it in him any longer.
My dad asked my brother to get the trust in order, Anthony did. He finished it on Monday April 14th. On the 15th, my Mom called me to come up. She said it was important for Anthony and I to be there. Earlier that morning, hospice had come, and said that he was in the final stages of dying. My brother called our Priest, Father Healy. Father Healy came over right away and performed the Last Rites with my Dad. My Mom & Sister-In-Law were there too, so they all prayed, and took holy communion. When I got there it was about a quarter after 5 (pm). I ran and got dinner for everyone. My mom's friend was up since Monday, and was going to be leaving on Wed afternoon. So the 4 of us sat and had dinner. After, I went upstairs to lay with my daddy. I told him how much I loved him, and how I didn't want him to go, but if he needed to, that I understood. He needed to hear it from all of us, I think. My Mom had been telling him for days, Anthony told him that everything was sorted out, and I told him it would be OK. Even though it's not OK, it was what was best for him. As I laid there with him, he sat up quickly in bed, and wanted to get out of bed. I jumped up, ran to help him. "what do you need Daddy?" I just need to go downstairs" he said to me. This was his thing. The need for going downstairs. He came down, sat with us all for awhile, and around 9:30 Anthony took him back upstairs. Around 11, Mom kicked us out of the house, telling us to go home to our families. I went upstairs, kissed my Daddy goodnight, told him I loved him, and said "i'll see you tomorrow". He said "I love you, I love you" I said "I know Daddy, I love you too, see you tomorrow" and he said "I don't think so". He knew that he was going to dye.
I came home, and was just not settling. I didn't really sleep, was up from 4 AM. I finally got out of bed at 5:30, and went into the shower. At around 5:40, Scott came into the bathroom, and said "your Mom just called, and your Dad has passed away" I think I went into shock. I didn't understand what he said. I asked him to tell me what that meant. He said, "you need to hurry up, and call your mom". I rushed out of the shower, called her, hung up, dried my hair, jumped into the car, and went speeding up the 101 at 6:10 AM. My Dad had passed away at 4:51 AM.
My Mom told me that he was up and down until 1AM, and she said, "don't keep doing this sweetheart, just lay with me" She told him she loved him, he told her he loved her too. At 4:51 she woke, hearing a gurgling noise, she held his hand, and he stopped breathing. She laid with him for about 30 minutes, went and got her friend, she came in and checked, and yes he was gone. They called Anthony then me, then the hospice. Hospice came and started making the arrangements for the funeral home to come and get him. When I got there, I went upstairs by myself, kissed his forehead and began to cry. My Mom came up and just held me.
The rest of that day is sort of a blur to me. We did so much. When the funeral home came to get him, they asked us to go into the kitchen while they brought him down. I think my brother was with him, but I don't know if he watched them move him. The noise of them bringing him down the stairs and wrapping his body in plastic is a sound I will never get out of my head. I lay down at night, close my eyes, and that is what I hear, and I see him laying in bed.
He looked so peaceful. It was strange. He hadn't looked so peaceful in weeks.
We buried my father on Saturday April 19th, 2008. His birthday is Wednesday April 23rd. He didn't even make it to his 65th birthday.
I have so many issues with this, I can't even begin to tell you.
Cancer is a rotten, rotten, rotten disease. It took the life of an amazing man. A man that was truly good. I will never understand it, and I will never be at peace with it.
Daddy, I know you are no longer here on earth with me, but I know you will always be with me. I love you more than you will ever know.
XO
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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