Papo, I'm Trying to Accept You Died Yesterday
It was just a week ago I last saw my papo alive in the hospital. I'l always remember that last goodbye, even though he wasn't able to talk. He went in 4-5 weeks ago for removal of hernias. It was supposed to be a pretty standard procedure but then things got bad. They perforated the lining of his bowels when operating and didn't find this mistake until it was already too late days later.
I'm angry...and I know this is normal. Had they found that perforation during the surgery, I honestly believe he would be alive today without being put through all the pain. I feel like there is something I need to do...I keep asking myself what I should do. I just don't what it is.
I feel it all; anger, sadness, bargaining...everything. The best way to describe how I feel would be, "I hate everything right now."