Dad passed away....
Yes, btw it ISSSS hella long...... if you didnt know, if you havent read my blogs, my dad got brain cancer in Dec of 2002....
Tonight... he passed away at 12:27am
when we heard it was going to be "today" (havent gone to bed yet) we called everyone....i even got to talk to gina earlier while she was at disneyland....i was standing in front of him, watching him struggle to breathe...
the gurgle noise was SO loud... at first it sounded like a coffee maker earlier in the day time... and in his last few hours is sounded like a Water Bong.
i was standing there, my auntie julie, his oldest sister was on his other side, and shelly(one of moms best friends, my hairdresser, Joshs' mom), anita,(the aunt im closest to, mother of baby dominic, moms sister) donna(dad middle sister), and laura(dads youngest sister) were on the bed...
and for fathers day my dad had my grandma irene go and buy this singing frog from kaiser... it sings "What a wonderful world" and its moves its head... we played that song soo many times today to try and get him to let go.... every single person who came over took their turn telling him, they loved him, a memory or something, and before leaving him, they told him to go ahead and go... dont hold on any longer... he wouldnt give up though. we couldnt figure out who he was waiting for...
His oldest sister julie woke up from a dream yesterday morning.... i dont go into details about her dream, but she sure did call our house at 5am...to ask if he "went home" (heaven)
so anyways.. it come down to, me on the right side of the bed, his face facing me... julie on the left side... crying, and i begin to pray, that he just GO, and go in peace, and go soon.....
and julie was whispering in his ear, and the song that was playing was out of the cd player next to his bed was "what a wonderful world" i look at julie, HELLA relaxed and calm.... and my mom was singing along.. everyone else was silent..
he took a weird breath, held it HELLA long.. i thought that was it, but then i heard the gurgle... he takes one more breath, and i watch him... only thing we can hear is my mom singing and the song playing.... and julie started crying, and that WAs the last breath.. i look up and loo at everyone else... no one really noticed except julie and anita.... and i look at him again to make sure, and yep... he turned more blue (his body was blue and purple and super HOT for like 2 hours b4 that) and i said "he isnt breathing anymore" i look again, and hella color had already drained from his face, i walk away from the bed, and go towards my moms bed... and we all start bawling and holding each other...
then someone, i duno who.. went and told the rest of the ppl in the living room... and Shelly was hugging me, then josh walked in, and he held me and i cried and cried and cried and cried..... and he just held me tighter and tighter.... then my mom went to remove his oxygen tube thing, and he jerked his head, and took one last breath (like 3 minutes had already passed!!!) and everyone was scared shitless...
the dogs KNEW... Whoser was like restless, whining, and walking around everywhere, and then when dad died, whoser laid down and fell asleep...
then we cried sum more... then we debated how and who would tell michael.. my brother, who was sleeping with my uncle dominic, and baby dominic at anitas house....
it took like an hour.... and i drove me, my mom, and anita to her house.. we told big dominic, then we woke up my brother and told him.. we hugged, i cried sum more.... dad was his HERO =o(
he didnt cry.... =o\
we had him get in bed with dominic... and we came back to my house to call Chris, the guy... ehh, he was my moms highschool bf, and he is a mortician, and he does church stuff, burials, and funerals and everything... so we called him, he came.... took the body.. who btw looked.. reallly really bad... completely pale, greenish white... but he looked SO calm and relaxed and peaceful.
grandma irene, shelly, josh, and my aunts left.... and anita and beth are still here...
my mom said she wants to be alone with me tonight...
tomorrow... will be interesting.. i guess its todau... because its almost 440am....
everyone was so proud of me.....
you should see the closet doors...
i kept in contact with friends through text messaging.....
but no, i didnt have any friends here except Josh, and we have been friends since b 4 we were born, and we will always be friends. it seems so weird, unreal.. my head is pounding.. i havent really eatten much all day... (yesterday.. whatever!)
i guess the funeral will be.... this saturday, or next saturday..... at skyview... check the papers... for "Michael Meyer"
we will have a open casket, and then creamate, and spread his ashes between -timber cove- and -fort bragg- timber cove being where my parents went every year for their anniversary, and fort bragg, where we would go camping, and he would go diving....
well... i should jus about pass out soon....
sorry this was so long....
~Jamerz