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It Hurts So Much To Loose A Loved One!
- Jul 7, 2008 at 9:51 AM
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I lost my grandfather this past Monday (June 30, 2008.) He was 83. We got a phone call on June 28th from Grandma saying Pop Pop was in the hospital as she didn't think he woulld make it the weekend. So we all packed our things and headed to Arcadia, FL. He was in bad condition. He had cancer in both lungs and one was already shutting down on him. The doctors told us that the cancer was spreading fast and if he made it the weekend he would probably have about 4 to 6 months to live. He had fluid on the lungs and possible pneumonia. We got to the hospital that saturday evening (June 27th) and he looked so fragile and frail. I hated to see him like that. When we got there he was sleeping, grandma said this was the first time he has slept since she got him to the hospital on Friday morning. Well he slept most of the weekend with no changes. He did wake up Sunday morning for a few minutes and he said hey and answered a few questions for the nurse, then went back to sleep. I had to leave Sunday late afternoon, so when it came to that time, I have Pop Pop a kiss on the forehead and said that I would be back to see him this weekend. (I never said that I loved him, which I regret now.) I went to work Monday morning and called dad to see how Pop was and he said that nothing has changed but the doctors requested a CAT Scan on his head to see if anything was wrong with his brain because he was not waking up and another X-ray of his chest. So the day went by and when I got home from work I called dad again to see how Pop was doing and he said that he is sleeping and they did not get the results of the test yet and that nothing has changed. Well that night I got a phone call from dad at 10:30 and he told me that Pop Pop had passed away. I couldn't believe it. He went so fast. I was so upset. The first thing that came to my mind was I didn't say that I loved him. That hit me so hard. Part of me wanted to stay with dad and be with Pop but the other part wanted to go with my fiance and son back home. I knew I should have stayed. Dad said that he went peacefully and in no pain. His breathing slowly stopped and he went. We had a small survice for him on Wednesday and he will be buried at Sarasota VA National Cemetary in Sarasota, FL. The National Cemetary isn't opened yet but will be opened in December, so the Funeral Home is going to keep him until it opens. (He was cremated.) My grandmother is a mess. We stayed the 4th of July weekend with grandma and helped her with some things that needed to be done. I didn't want to leave her this weekend but I had to get back to work. I call her every night to see how she is doing. You know alot of people tell me that "Oh it was just your grandfather", well yes he was but to me he was more, he was my best friend and a wonderful man that spent his time with me when I was younger and even when I got older. My son atleast got to meet him and Pop Pop loved my son, and spent every moment with him he had. I hurts so bad to know that he is gone, and I really have to watch my dad because he was so close to his dad. My father took it really hard, he didn't show it but I knew just by being his daughter. Daughters know their fathers, more than anyone else. (except their mothers). My father recently had a hear attack and had to have a stint put in, so I have to watch him pretty closely. He is holding up ok and so is grandma for now. We will always stay close and be there for the rest of the family and we will never forget Pop Pop.
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Thank You, last night I got my photo album out and looked at pictures of him with me when I was little it helped a little but when it comes to wanting to see him or talk to him that is what is going to really bother me.
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