Thread: It's my time to take care of dad

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I hope this doesn't get anyone down but here's my stories...joe

I took care of my father-n-law for the last year of his life. He live a couple blocks away & didn't want to move. So I would show up everyday w/my son (5-6yrs old) to make breakfast for him & either the wife or I would go over & bring him supper. The last 3 weeks he was in a coma & myself or my friend KC would stay w/him & give him his meds & take care of him. On the last day at about 3am I gave him his meds & whispered into his ear, Dennis it's time to go, your wife & the twins are waiting for you. I'll take care of Denise & everything will be fine. I sat down in my chair holding his hand & fell asleep. At about 6:30 my son woke me up & said Dad I think Grandpa is gone. I stood there & cried for about 15mintues before I was able to call my wife & her sister. I loved that man like my own father.

I also took care of my best friend who was a brittle diabitic for the last 2 yrs of his life. He live across the street from us so it made it easier. I would make sure he would eat at least 2 meals & I gave him his shots & took him to the doctor & hospital when needed. Another friend moved in w/him so it took so of the strain off of us. One day I got a call from his room mate to come over because he found him on the floor & something was wrong w/him. Sadly he had a massive heart attack & past away. KC was like a brother to me & to this day it still hurts to think about it.

My pop was 91 when he passed away & for the last 6months or so I would help my mom out by picking him up & taking him everywhere I went just to get him out of the house. About 3weeks before he passed away my mom called & said she had to take him to the hospital because he could walk anymore. He was in & out of the hospital & a rehab center untill I told mom to bring him home w/Hospice because my dad beg me to not let him die there. I knew he knew time was running out. We got him home & he couldn't of been happier, the smile on his face lit the room up. W/in 2 days he went into a coma & the nite before he passed I had to do the deed I feared the most. I leaned over the bed & kissed him on his forehead & told him I loved him, I then whispered into his ear "Dad It's time to go", you have your mom, dad, brothers & sister are waiting for you on the other side. The next morning when I got up I told me mom I was going home to get cleaned up (mistake), when I got back mom asked me to check on dad. I went over to him & touched him & knew at that moment he had passed away.
But there is a funny part of this story. My dad always told us he wanted to leave this world feet first. So when the Funeral home showed up to get him(we knew them), we told them dads last wish. We moved the hospital bed around & they got him on the gerny & out the door dad went feet first. We all stood outside laughing about it but it was great to be able to grant that old man his last wish.

I'm sorry if I got so of you down w/these stories, BUT always remember to try to do your best to take care of the ones you love, because someday "you" might be the one being taken care of...joe

Dad, Dennis, KC, Love & miss you all....joe