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Comment by Tamika on November 25, 2012 at 9:40am

For the last 3 years My Dad has been my life. Hospital visits taking care of his business for him. Dialysis visits and all. He passed away on 9/18/12. I'm just trying to figure out how I will get through this holiday season. It just makes it worse. It's just too fresh.

Comment by Cecilia Maxwell on September 9, 2012 at 12:53pm

"Well today has been 2 weeks since my daddy died. I so wish I could go back 2 being numb. I still wake up every morning thinking its nitemare"

Comment by cindy turczyn on March 15, 2012 at 9:22am

I was always a daddy's girl since I was little.

Comment by cindy turczyn on March 15, 2012 at 9:21am

My mom left my dad on dec. 8th,2011 , he fell in the bathroom on dec. 16 and broke his right hip. He went to the hospital and had hip surgery on dec. 19th ;and on the 22nd the hospital gave him detox and sedation meds togather. My dad went brain dead from then on. Longterm hospital thought they could help him, but didn't . My mom stayed in her own little cacoon during this time and refused to see him or make any decisions for him. I had to make the medical decisions. On March 6th ,2012 at 9pm  he was put into hospice with my mom's signature to approve it . My dad died on 3-9-2012 at 3pm while I was working . I personally blame my mom for all this stuff happening to him. I don't much talk to her now .

Comment by Tara Coons-Hulett on June 9, 2011 at 4:01pm

I lost my dad on April 8, 2011.  He was diagnosed with Leukemia completely out of the blue.  He started chemo, and was in the hospital.  He was doing great, but then things started to take a turn for the worse.  He had double pneumonia, blood clots, blood infections, and his organs were shutting down.  He passed away 4 weeks after being admitted to the hospital.

 

I have 2 daughters, ages 6 and 3 who my dad was so very close with.  I also just had a new baby boy on May 19, 2011.  It breaks my heart so much that my dad never got to meet his grandson. 

 

I am such a daddys girl, always have been. I find that I refuse to grieve, I guess if I grieve or cry, it becomes real, and I dont want it to be.  I am so lost without him.  I dont know how to grieve.

Comment by Tara Coons-Hulett on June 9, 2011 at 4:01pm

I lost my dad on April 8, 2011.  He was diagnosed with Leukemia completely out of the blue.  He started chemo, and was in the hospital.  He was doing great, but then things started to take a turn for the worse.  He had double pneumonia, blood clots, blood infections, and his organs were shutting down.  He passed away 4 weeks after being admitted to the hospital.

 

I have 2 daughters, ages 6 and 3 who my dad was so very close with.  I also just had a new baby boy on May 19, 2011.  It breaks my heart so much that my dad never got to meet his grandson. 

 

I am such a daddys girl, always have been. I find that I refuse to grieve, I guess if I grieve or cry, it becomes real, and I dont want it to be.  I am so lost without him.  I dont know how to grieve.

Comment by Leigh Carter-York on May 2, 2010 at 7:44am

Hey, I'm Leigh. I lost my Daddy October 31st 2006 due to an allergic reaction to an iron infusion. I lived with him from the day I was born until the day he went Home. He started getting major health problems when I was 11 years old. When he passed away I was 33. There's not a day that goes by that something reminds me of him. My 12 year old daughter is so much like him it is unreal. He was a big joker. In March of 2005, I went into my living room and found him lying on the floor almost in a diabetic coma. He was released from the hospital on March 29th. I took him back on April 1st {I told him if this was his April Fool's joke it was not funny}. He had a bleeding ulcer. They took out part of his stomach and most of his intestines. After the surgery he was in a coma for almost 2 weeks. When he came out of it, he had to basically learn to do things all over again. I had to bathe, feed and even changed him. You never know what you can do until you have to do it. He came home on June 10th, 2005. On August 15th, 2005 {his 68th birthday} he had a doctor's appointment. He went to walk up the steps and fell backwards on the concrete. Fracture a disc in his back and had a concusion. After he recovered from that he was doing pretty good or so we thought. On Thursday October 26th, 2006 he went to the hospital for an out patient infusion. My Mom took him and they told her just to come back in about 5 hours. I was in another hospital across town. As soon as she got back home they called her back to the hospital, because his heart stopped. She called his 4 of his 5 sisters and her 3 siblings, they went to the hospital to be with her. No one called me because of fear of how I would react. My world revolved around my Daddy. Luckily they were able to revived him. He was taken to ICU on Friday which is also the day I was released from the hospital. He was doing good, he was eating, sitting up talking and cutting up. On October 29th, his heart stopped for 11 minutes. I knew in my mind there was no way he was coming back to us, but in my heart I just didn't want to face facts. The next day they asked my Mom about signing a DNR. She came to me and asked if I would hate her if she signed it. I asked her if they could promise me my Daddy would ever be the same and the doctor said "No, he would be a vegetable". I told her to sign it because he would not want to be hooked to all those machines and I would be selfish to do that. He passed away at 4:10 the following morning with my Mom and 2 of his sisters by his side. It just didn't seem real, my Daddy, my whole world was just ripped away from me. I still can't watch home movies or listen to cassette tapes with singing on it. He would call me everyday at work between 2pm-3pm. When I went back to work, the phone would ring and the lights would blink 3 times about 2:30. I know he's here with me, I can feel him. All of his friends and family say that as long as me and KaiKai have breath in our lungs my Daddy will never die.

Comment by Jerr on April 29, 2010 at 12:25pm

Hello I'm Jerrica, I lost my dad too, Feb 16, 2010. He was 77. My family and I lived with him and took care of him until he left us. The monday following the funeral i was so used to him being around and sitting at the kitchen counter. I felt i was going crazy because it was like i had noone to take care of, nothing to do. He was the center of my life.. he got really sick before he died and delirious. I never would have thought that I would be giving my own parent a bath, helping him go to the bathroom. He was so hard headed he just wouldn't try to get better..i think it was because my mom died too, less than a year before. Now it seems that the world is an empty place without them. There were so many people at the wake and funeral that i knew, though, that so many people were loved and touched by him.

Comment by Denise on April 25, 2010 at 10:01am

My dad died January 11, 2010. He woke up, went to check my mom's car to see if she needed gas for work, and never came back in. He died quickly and peacefully doing what came naturally to him. Taking care of Mom. I was the oldest of 4 children, three girls. We were all Daddy's girls. Dad loved each one of us. Even though we were married, he still took care of his girls. I miss him so much. Dad would have been 72 on April 1st. Even though he lived a long and full life, I still feel like it was too early for him to go. He is sorely missed!

Comment by GreivingKaitee on April 17, 2010 at 2:01pm

I'm Kaite, I lost my dad december 30th 2008. Im only 17 years old. Its been hard for me because i lived with my dad, and spent almost everyday with him. I grieve all the time about him being gone. Im just lucky that I have an understanding boyfriend (who also lost his dad 3 and a half years ago) and friends and family.Without them i would'nt be here right now. Truthfully i dont know where i would of ended up.