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<blockquote data-quote="Kjs" data-source="post: 137428"><p>I am sorry to hear this news. Even when it is not totally unexpected, it is a great feeling of loss.</p><p> </p><p>My father passed away ten years ago. Does not seem that long. My father suffered from Parkinson's Disease, and although we were all well aware of the eventual outcome, it is such a devastating feeling.</p><p> </p><p>I am the last of six children. Others much older than I. My mother never worked outside the home. Her life revolved around my father. It appeared more so when he began to deline rapidly. She would not leave him, not for a minute. He was home, and if she needed to go out she always was sure there was a sitter with him. The one time she left him unattended for a short time he fell and broke a hip. With Parkinson's it is so important to keep moving.</p><p> </p><p>My father had to go into a nursing home. My mother would not leave him. She was there when he fell asleep, she was there when he woke up. This went on for many, many months. The once loud, strong voice he had was gone. He no longer had a voice, but my mother could tell what he wanted by his eyes. It was amazing.</p><p> </p><p>When the time came where the kids were called home it was amazing. Each one of us came as we could. Each day we were told how during the night he would begin modeling, and once we started coming in, his color would come back. (he never woke up during this time).</p><p> </p><p>The day, I was there early in the morning. Then my mother came. My sister talked my mother into going to lunch. Just a short time and others would be there. It was during her absence he left us. My mother was devastated. She spent 8 hours sitting with him after. Covering him because he was cold. We cried because of how much she was hurting. She told us in the following months that she saw him last night.</p><p> </p><p>My mother has diabetes. After he left us, she no longer would get dressed. She no longer checked her blood sugar. She no longer took her insulin. Results...She suffered a major stroke which left her unable to speak or walk.</p><p> </p><p>I have never ever witnessed such love. He was her entire life. </p><p> </p><p>I do not know the health of your mother. But keep in touch. Check on her often.</p><p>I know my mother was greiving, but to see her not get dressed for days and weeks should of been a sign. We all thought she would get better.</p><p> </p><p>My oldest son was 14. He was so very close to them. Youngest was only 2 and we did not take him to the funeral. My oldest son made the sixth grandson. All were pall bearers. I didn't realize at the time what this weighed on him. After the funeral he ran away. He now says he would never do that again. On his myspace, for heros he has "anybody stronger than me. Not physically, but strong..like my grandpa".</p><p> </p><p>I still see his eyes. They were his voice for a very long time. And I was always afraid he would fall, and I was always ready to catch him. He told me to let him go, he's not afraid to fall.</p><p> </p><p>It was very hard for me to let go. Maybe because I am so much younger than my siblings. I feel cheated for not having the time the others had. Not being able to share my life. Not being able to share my children. Not only did I lose my father that day, I lost my mother too.</p><p> </p><p>My thoughts are with you and your family. I hope good memories will stay with you and in the hearts of your children forever.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Kjs, post: 137428"] I am sorry to hear this news. Even when it is not totally unexpected, it is a great feeling of loss. My father passed away ten years ago. Does not seem that long. My father suffered from Parkinson's Disease, and although we were all well aware of the eventual outcome, it is such a devastating feeling. I am the last of six children. Others much older than I. My mother never worked outside the home. Her life revolved around my father. It appeared more so when he began to deline rapidly. She would not leave him, not for a minute. He was home, and if she needed to go out she always was sure there was a sitter with him. The one time she left him unattended for a short time he fell and broke a hip. With Parkinson's it is so important to keep moving. My father had to go into a nursing home. My mother would not leave him. She was there when he fell asleep, she was there when he woke up. This went on for many, many months. The once loud, strong voice he had was gone. He no longer had a voice, but my mother could tell what he wanted by his eyes. It was amazing. When the time came where the kids were called home it was amazing. Each one of us came as we could. Each day we were told how during the night he would begin modeling, and once we started coming in, his color would come back. (he never woke up during this time). The day, I was there early in the morning. Then my mother came. My sister talked my mother into going to lunch. Just a short time and others would be there. It was during her absence he left us. My mother was devastated. She spent 8 hours sitting with him after. Covering him because he was cold. We cried because of how much she was hurting. She told us in the following months that she saw him last night. My mother has diabetes. After he left us, she no longer would get dressed. She no longer checked her blood sugar. She no longer took her insulin. Results...She suffered a major stroke which left her unable to speak or walk. I have never ever witnessed such love. He was her entire life. I do not know the health of your mother. But keep in touch. Check on her often. I know my mother was greiving, but to see her not get dressed for days and weeks should of been a sign. We all thought she would get better. My oldest son was 14. He was so very close to them. Youngest was only 2 and we did not take him to the funeral. My oldest son made the sixth grandson. All were pall bearers. I didn't realize at the time what this weighed on him. After the funeral he ran away. He now says he would never do that again. On his myspace, for heros he has "anybody stronger than me. Not physically, but strong..like my grandpa". I still see his eyes. They were his voice for a very long time. And I was always afraid he would fall, and I was always ready to catch him. He told me to let him go, he's not afraid to fall. It was very hard for me to let go. Maybe because I am so much younger than my siblings. I feel cheated for not having the time the others had. Not being able to share my life. Not being able to share my children. Not only did I lose my father that day, I lost my mother too. My thoughts are with you and your family. I hope good memories will stay with you and in the hearts of your children forever. [/QUOTE]
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