My Dad died
My Dad passed away on Sunday August 17th at 11:54 pm.
I was sitting right next to him as it happened.
The hospice nurses thought he had 3 - 7 days left.
I didn't want him to hang on in that condition-not even for another day.....
He started going downhill about a week before he died.He was unable to bring up mucus and continued having a wet cough.Then he began to get really winded with just a few steps.
He lungs filled with fluid until there wasn't any room left for any air.The nurse descibed it as trying to get air into a water balloon.
The night my dad died,he had been placed on continuous care so they had a nurse come over from 6-11 that night.Then a shift change at 11.The 11 o'clock nurse told me to go get some sleep,that she would get me if there were any changes.I said do you really think he'll make it through the night?(which she said yes) Then I said no,I'm going to stay with him.
He was sleeping alot the last 2 days.Were were using medicine from the comfort pak to clear up the rattle but it didn't help.
At about 10:45 pm I told my dad it was okay to let go,that I didn't want to see him suffer and that his brothers and sisters were waiting there for him.
I told him these things again about 10 minutes before he died.I let him know that we were okay and that I will see him again.-This was not easy,but I didn't want him to suffer anymore because he was really hanging on.
Earlier that morning, when the nurse asked him how he felt he said- "I'm fine.Come back tomorrow."-Such a trooper.
Thank you to those who told me that it helps our loved one to tell them that it's okay to go.
We never want them to leave,but we sure don't want them to suffer.
I just buried my Dad earlier this morning and I'm still kind of in disbelief.I know he's giving me the strength to keep it together because I really thought I'd fall apart.
Thank you to all who helped me during these 3 life changing months.
I really apprecite it.