12/08/2012 A broken woman
Last Saturday my mom came home from visiting her Mother, who was just home from the hospital earlier that day, to find my dad's lifeless body in his favorite recliner. She called him at 4:50 pm and told him she was on her way home. At 4:59 she decided to call him and see if he needed anything from the store but he did not answer. That was only a 9 minute span between calls. My daddy was 63 and had a bad heart. He had an ICD implanted to keep his heart rate at the correct speed and to give him a shock if needed to get it back in rhythm back a few years ago. We really don't know what happened except the doctor said his heart stopped. I am his 45 year old daughter and he and my mom were married almost 45 years, or would have celebrated 45 years this month. I am broken, heartbroken and shook to my core. I am having a hard time every single day controlling my tears. I am on 2 antidepressants already because of my own health getting me down. I have narcolepsy, sleep apnea and several more things to deal with. I am terribly lost without my daddy, he was our rock and I love him so much. It just hurts.