@Puppy Lips wrote:
My Dad passed away over 3 years ago and I miss him terribly. I was a wreck at his funeral. For others in the family, it did not seem to hit them until later. Everyone grieves at their own pace.
My Dad was having a stent replaced on a Monday. I should have called him sooner than I did. I did not call him until Saturday when my husband and I were working out of town. I was standing outside a restaruant as we were waiting for a table. There was no answer, so I never talked to him.
As the airplane landed back in our home state on Sunday, I got a text from my brother that our Dad had a heart attack, but he was still alive. He died later that day.
We go back to that city every year for work and have not been back to that restaurant, at my request.
I found out later that my Dad did not answer the phone because they went to the drug store to fill his prescription, but it was closed. So he died the next day. My sister and her husband ended up buying his car, months later. They found a case in the car with all the pills that my Dad needed, untouched. The hospital gave all that to Dad when he was discharged. He must have forgotten that he had all that. My Mom was not with him when he got out of the hospital, but she should have been. She would have remembered that he already had the pills. Part of me blames my Mom for his death, but I don't want to feel that way. We never told my Mom that my sister found all those pills in the car.
@Puppy Lips Your post kind of rings true for me . I still don't feel my mom did enough when my dad was hospitalized, he never left there, he died with no one by his side . We were at the airport on our way, But never Made it there as while waiting to board I got the call from my brother that dad passed 2 hours prior. It still haunts me that I was on my way, but before I could get there to see him one last time he died. i did however get to say I Love you , 2 days prior on his birthday on the phone , and that was the last thing I said to him which at least gives me comfort. No one told me he was that bad , I know his condition was serious but my mother didn't stress how bad. I feel more could have been done , My mom just went with whatever the dr said . Drs are a whole other thing with me , won't even get into that.
i just wanted to say I understand how hard it was and is for you . I'm told that one day the good memories will be a comfort and the saddeness will lesson . Grief is so hard, it seems never ending . I hope and pray for you , me and everyone going through losing a loved one will find that peace.
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