RIP Phil II
...even though I knew that there was nothing else they could do and the machines would be switched off, I sobbed when I got the text message saying Phil had passed away.
It doesn't feel real and it doesn't seem right.
Phil was our Guru in the team. He was the right balance between Jennifer who did too little and me who wanted to do too much. Helped calm me down and work out what was most important. Made me laugh when I wanted to cry or was already in tears. I drew his name in Secret Santa last year ... people you buy Secret Santa gifts for don't die. Phil was the one we went to when we needed supervisory help but had to keep it on the downlow from our actual supervisor. He looked after us when Phillip was away, he cooked for us, he was one of the pioneers of our team. He won Consultant of The Year at our last awards night ... how do you go from winning Consultant Of The Year in August to being dead in November? He was the one at Trish's housewarming party handing out nametages on the Telstra 'I am We Are' stickers. They all said our supervisor's name and it was an in-joke amongst the colleagues at the party. Of course, as with most in-jokes they didn't just last one night. I remember laughing so hard with him in his last week at our office because he's a tall man, with a large frame though you wouldn't call him fat. I was laughing hard because his cute little white dog (who may be named Fluffy) wore goggles when they took her out fishing.
Even knowing there was nothing more the doctors could do doesn't make it any easier to swallow. No, I wouldn't have wanted him to live his life without the same quality he had before the heart attack but if I could choose he would never have had the heart attack at all. I know he had medical issues ... but he was trying. He'd given up alcohol, tried to eat healthily ... I just don't understand. It feels surreal. I'm so devastated for his wife, for Chris, Jodie and everyone in my team who considered him not just a colleague but a friend.
I know I said it last post, but Rest In Peace, Phil. Watch out for Nicole from wherever you are now ... not that you need to be told to do that I guess. We'll miss you xoxo
It doesn't feel real and it doesn't seem right.
Phil was our Guru in the team. He was the right balance between Jennifer who did too little and me who wanted to do too much. Helped calm me down and work out what was most important. Made me laugh when I wanted to cry or was already in tears. I drew his name in Secret Santa last year ... people you buy Secret Santa gifts for don't die. Phil was the one we went to when we needed supervisory help but had to keep it on the downlow from our actual supervisor. He looked after us when Phillip was away, he cooked for us, he was one of the pioneers of our team. He won Consultant of The Year at our last awards night ... how do you go from winning Consultant Of The Year in August to being dead in November? He was the one at Trish's housewarming party handing out nametages on the Telstra 'I am We Are' stickers. They all said our supervisor's name and it was an in-joke amongst the colleagues at the party. Of course, as with most in-jokes they didn't just last one night. I remember laughing so hard with him in his last week at our office because he's a tall man, with a large frame though you wouldn't call him fat. I was laughing hard because his cute little white dog (who may be named Fluffy) wore goggles when they took her out fishing.
Even knowing there was nothing more the doctors could do doesn't make it any easier to swallow. No, I wouldn't have wanted him to live his life without the same quality he had before the heart attack but if I could choose he would never have had the heart attack at all. I know he had medical issues ... but he was trying. He'd given up alcohol, tried to eat healthily ... I just don't understand. It feels surreal. I'm so devastated for his wife, for Chris, Jodie and everyone in my team who considered him not just a colleague but a friend.
I know I said it last post, but Rest In Peace, Phil. Watch out for Nicole from wherever you are now ... not that you need to be told to do that I guess. We'll miss you xoxo