My father has passed away. Not unexpected since he was in the hospital the past couple of weeks fighting the delicate balance between congestive heart failure (CFH) and having a weak heart and only the partial use of one of his kidneys. Once the fluid started accumulating around his heart it became burdensome for his heart and kidneys to work extra hard to get rid of that fluid, and yet he needed to be hydrated. That, and some other health complications (like diabetes) and you just know you're going to be meeting your Creator soon.
Still, it's a shock.
Dad went into full code this morning and lacking a DNR all efforts were tried to preserve his life, to no avail.
When I was a toddler and my parents were trying to wean me from my bedtime bottle, Dad used a milk shake blender to make me milk shakes every night. He loved telling people about that. We have that 50's green blender now, it still works great! It had been used in the dispensory at the Air Force Base I was born at in Japan.
Another story that tickled Dad to tell others about he and I, was as a pre-schooler he used to bring me home a Sugar Daddy (sucker) every Friday evening. One time he forgot. I asked him where my "Sugar yours" was, and he didn't quite get what I was referring to. After some probbing on his part, he learned I was looking for my Sugar Daddy. When I got married, I gave him some Sugar Daddys, and it made him tear up and cry a little. Tears of affection that happen between a parent and child as they experience life together.
You can read more about my dad here and here.
Please pray for peace for family members and loved ones. He was the last of his generation to go.
I am relieved for Dad that he is in no more pain and able to be with his Savior.
Love ya, Dad... until we meet again.
July 28, 2008
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Praying God's peace be with you & your family as your mourn the death of your dad. . .
My sympathies to you. Remember, this is not "goodbye," this is "see you later!"
Saw your post on the loop. Just wanted to let you know that you are in my prayers.
My sympathies to you and your family, Paula. Praise God that you can grieve with hope!
"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints." Psalm 116:15
May our Heavenly Father comfort you Paula.
I am praying! I love you much! I've got something for you on my blog dear friend.
I enjoyed reading the stories about your dad. May God grant your family peace during this difficult time.
Paula, I'm so sorry. I guess I was signed off when you posted this news on Loopers, and with being out of town I am behind on my blog reading. Praying God's holy peace upon you and your family.
My dad--I called him Daddy till the day he died--used to bring me a sucker every night, too. And he was the one who always made me breakfast when I was little--oatmeal--and then threw a blanket over my head and took me off to the babysitter before he went to work. Like your Dad, he was sick for some time before he died. But as you point out, one is never really prepared for that day when it comes.
God bless you, friend.
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