a day to be remembered *EDIT*
Seeing as how I normally don't write in here I am going to try harder to write more often. In other news.
I just got back from seeing my dad for the last time because he doesn't want to be viewed at the wake(or however you spell it.) I will write more later.
*EDIT*
I got off of work around 2 pm on Friday. (I am writing this on Sunday.) Came home and around 3:35 my grandfather comes over asking me if my little sister was home. I said no. Then he told me to go to the nurshing home where my dad had been staying for almost 2 years.(it would have been 2 years in march.) So I change and and go over there. I go into the room and see my mom and little sister crying and there are a bunch of chairs and my grandparents and a couple of other people in the room. I looked at my dad and he "appeared" to be sleeping. He was really really pale. I didn't notice right away but he was already gone I am not sure what time he died but I am sure it happend a while before I got there. After I realized that I started crying and we waited for my other sister to get there. Once she got there the nun that works there handed out some after death prayers. We ended up staying there until the the guy from the funeral home came and then I came home while my mom and little sister went to a friends house. My other sister had already come home. The rest of that night I kept thinking about how I was going to see him this weekend. It has been 3 weeks before I last saw him and the reason it was that long is because I was feeling sick and I didn't want him to get sick because that would have made things worse. The doctors had him on 3 different antibiotics because he had something that wasn't going away. So the last time I saw him he was already gone. I am going to regret that for the rest of my life and how I didn't see my dad all that often. I really really was uncomfortable going to the nurshing hom and visiting and I really didn't like seeing him the way he was. He was on oxygen and sometimes would hallucenate(spelling.) Anyways I am doing ok for the most part just not feeling much emotion wise yet. Not sure if I will anytime soon. I am happy he isn't suffering any more and is at peace now. The funeral and wake are on tuesday. For those of you who didn't know he smoked all of his life and had emphuzima(spelling) for the past 2 years or more. I want to thank anyone for all the kind notes they have already left. I will update sometime soon.
I just got back from seeing my dad for the last time because he doesn't want to be viewed at the wake(or however you spell it.) I will write more later.
*EDIT*
I got off of work around 2 pm on Friday. (I am writing this on Sunday.) Came home and around 3:35 my grandfather comes over asking me if my little sister was home. I said no. Then he told me to go to the nurshing home where my dad had been staying for almost 2 years.(it would have been 2 years in march.) So I change and and go over there. I go into the room and see my mom and little sister crying and there are a bunch of chairs and my grandparents and a couple of other people in the room. I looked at my dad and he "appeared" to be sleeping. He was really really pale. I didn't notice right away but he was already gone I am not sure what time he died but I am sure it happend a while before I got there. After I realized that I started crying and we waited for my other sister to get there. Once she got there the nun that works there handed out some after death prayers. We ended up staying there until the the guy from the funeral home came and then I came home while my mom and little sister went to a friends house. My other sister had already come home. The rest of that night I kept thinking about how I was going to see him this weekend. It has been 3 weeks before I last saw him and the reason it was that long is because I was feeling sick and I didn't want him to get sick because that would have made things worse. The doctors had him on 3 different antibiotics because he had something that wasn't going away. So the last time I saw him he was already gone. I am going to regret that for the rest of my life and how I didn't see my dad all that often. I really really was uncomfortable going to the nurshing hom and visiting and I really didn't like seeing him the way he was. He was on oxygen and sometimes would hallucenate(spelling.) Anyways I am doing ok for the most part just not feeling much emotion wise yet. Not sure if I will anytime soon. I am happy he isn't suffering any more and is at peace now. The funeral and wake are on tuesday. For those of you who didn't know he smoked all of his life and had emphuzima(spelling) for the past 2 years or more. I want to thank anyone for all the kind notes they have already left. I will update sometime soon.