Shock and a Broken Heart
by Julie Parrott
My Dad on Halloween 2012, dressed up as a chimney sweep.
My Dad (John L. Parrott Jr.)died 4 weeks ago, 07/12/1949 - 08/01/2013.
I am the youngest of 6 kids, and I still live at home even though I’m 23, because my daddy didn't want me to move out. I loved him very much, and we were really close, I've always been a daddy’s girl.
My dad just turned 64 on July 12th. On august 1st I went to the river with my parents, the weather was perfect, and though the water was cold I got in anyway… and talked my dad into getting in with me. We walked upstream and got in the water to float back to where my mom was weighting, camera in hand. I was just relaxing, but my dad looked panicked, so I coaxed him to breathe and relax… But he continued to frantically reach for vines and tree limbs, so I went to him and asked him if he was ok, He grabbed me around the shoulders like he was drowning and said, “Get me out.” So I swam him and myself to shore. My mom didn't even know anything was wrong, she was still videoing us on her camera, when he collapsed in her arms on the boat ramp. I frantically dialed 911, but since we were out in the middle of nowhere it took the ambulance 20 minutes to get there, while my dad (who was having a heart attack due to the shock of the cold river water) died in my moms arms. The medic got did cpr and got his heart beating, but he never regained consciousness, and his heart gave out in the hospital 5 hours later.
My dad was a stubborn man, and he didn't believe in doctors, so he hadn't been to the doctor in years. We knew that he had high blood pressure, and chest pains sometimes, but we didn't know that his heart was weak enough that a dip in some cold water would kill him.
4 weeks, and I still have to try to convince myself that he’s gone. Everything reminds me of him. I miss him all of the time. I thought I had more time with him, I wanted him to be at my wedding someday, to hold my children when they’re born, to teach me how to ride a motorcycle, and so much more! I feel like I've been robbed! I don’t know how I’ll ever get through this. I feel so lost. I know I’m still in shock, but I’m beginning to feel the pain of my broken heart.
-Forever a Daddy’s Girl