My daddy died March 22nd. It really sucks. I've been a total flake since it happened, too. I'm trying to snap out of it, and plan on having a great week this week, but it's hard. I was in a fog for that first week and since then I've just been forgetful, unable to concentrate and store information and just generally flaky. My eating hasn't been great, but it hasn't been too bad either.
I haven't worked out for 2 months. I got pneumonia in February and had to get over that, then I got really busy and didn't get back in to workout routine mode. Then my dad died and everything has been on hold ever since.
It was an unexpected death, even though my dad hasn't had great health for 20 years. He had atherosclerosis, which is clogged and/or weakened arteries. He hadn't been getting enough blood flow to his stomach and bowels and those organs died. It made him very sick and he was in a great deal of pain. We discovered it too late in the game and there was no way we were going to make him live with a nutrition line and never be able to eat again, so we let him go. We told him he didn't have to fight it anymore. He died within hours of an exploratory surgery. We kept him comfortable and sedated and he died peacefully.
It still really, really sucks though. Here's a link to my other blog with pics and a tribute to my daddy, the greatest guy I ever knew. http://rookacre.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodbye-daddy.html
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Hugs and hugs and hugs. My dad's been gone for 14 years, and it's still hard. But it does get easier. Make sure that you are taking care of yourself. It's tough, but it's good for you and everyone else in the long run. I'm rooting for you!
I loved your dad! I will miss him too, but more importantly, know that you are my friend and I will help you in any way possible to work through your rough patch! I can not say I know how you feel for we each experience death in different ways, but I can certainly say I know how hard it was for me when my Grandpa Sumner died. I really loved him a lot because he was one of those (like your dad) that could be called a dying tradition of the American Cowboy. He taught me so much! He also helped to wase the strain in the relationship my dad and I had. It is getting better everyday but it is still hard. I just hope that I make him proud. He told me once that there was only one thing in life that people can not take away from me, and that was my family name. He told me that I should know that my family name was a thing of honor for not everyone has that! Your dad reminded me a lot of my grandpa which is why I loved being around hin so much! THANKS JENN! THanks for being my friend, for allowing me to share in your family life with you and for allowing me to also share in your pain at this time! It will get better. I love ya! :)
I am so sorry Jennifer. I dont actually know you but from reading all of your blogs, I knida feel like I do. My mom died when I was just 2 but my dad remarried so even though I had a mom, I still missed my real mom. Don't quit now though. You are doing good. I am cheering for you.
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