I have been MIA for a while. there were quite a few things that transpired over the past couple months that have taken me away from blogging. With a heavy heart I would like to share my first bit of bad news......
On April 27th...looking back now happened to be a happy day & a gorgeous day but the worst day of my entire life. It was a Friday and I got out of work early because we had a wedding to go to around 6:30. I am so happy I was home early because the text I got I would have never been prepared for or capable of handling had I not been at home with my boyfriend. It was from my step-mom around 5pm (I had missed a call because I was getting ready for the wedding) and it read:
"Call me ASAP it's urgent!!!!!!!!!"
My heart sank to my feet, I started shaking uncontrollably, I felt like I was going to pass out and before I even knew what was wrong all I kept thinking was "IS MY DAD OKAY????".
I called her back and her best friend's husband answered the phone. He said "we are at the hospital your father has been in an accident, he had to be airlifted to Boston Medical Center" (I felt numb from that moment on....as if I was being jabbed by hundreds of needles I could barely hear what was being said to me) & he explained to me that my father had been hit by a car while going to get the trash barrels from the end of the road. He explained the extent of his injuries, his arm had a compound fracture, his leg was broken, his pelvis had been shattered and he was getting a CT Scan to make sure there was no internal bleeding....that he was pretty beat up. He put my stepmom on the phone and I will never forget the sadness in her voice, I knew it was really bad.
We got to the hospital around 11:45, my stepmom had already seen my dad briefly. She told me he had to stabilize before we could go in. We waited for over an hour in the waiting room before being let into ICU to see him. The doctors had come to explain that he had to stabilize....he had a few surgeries ahead but with his heart and blood pressure the way it was he wouldn't make it through surgery.
The walk into ICU was surreal, as if I was watching this happen. They lead us into my Dad's room, he was sedated & intubated....pumped full of fluids so he was a bit bloated. I won't get into every detail of what I witnessed because it is forever burned into my brain and I pray every single day that the visions of what I saw and witnessed will become faded so I can just focus on the good memories. All I will say is that I was able to talk to my Daddy, even though he was sedated....I let him know I loved him, everything would be okay, he wasn't alone and we were all there by his side. I talked to him for as long as I could. I hugged him. I kissed him. Things made a turn for the worse and I kept talking and talking....I told him we would be okay, I would take care of my little brother, I loved him, it was okay to go and be at peace.....
My dad passed away at 5:11am on Saturday, April 28th. He was an amazing man, an honest man, the strong but silent type. He always made everything better, had the best advice, saw the best in people, never had a bad thing to say about anyone, he loved, he was my rock...source of strength, always knew what to say, he was an amazing father, an amazing husband and an amazing friend. I feel blessed I had the relationship I did with my Daddy....and was not ready to say good bye so soon.
Treasure the moments you have with your family....this tragedy is a testament to how precious and unpredictable life is. You are here one day and never know if the next day will be the last.....enjoy each moment, enjoy life!
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