Sunday, January 26, 2020

Passing

A low level hum motor and a rhythmic pumping noise from the oxygenator fill the room with sound.  From the hall strands of fifties and sixties music occasionally filter in.  I am in a green lounge chair in my father's room watching him go through the last days of his life.

He has been on hospice for three days.  It is a slow legal overdose if you ask me.  I have been around an addict for years, this is no different.   The nurse assures me it is, that they are just keeping him comfortable.  In reality he is floating in a drug induced haze while his breathing slows over time.

My dad passed away Sunday morning.  I was not there for his last breath.  I am not sure I would wanted that.  He died peacefully and quickly once he decided he was ready to go.  The one thing I will take away from this experience is that everyone who met my father adored him.

Dad, I hope you are with mom now in what ever awaits us.
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  1. RothwilderJanuary 27, 2020 at 9:48 AM

    Condolences Bath. Happened to my father 3 years ago, hope you are doing ok.

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    1. BathwaterJanuary 27, 2020 at 5:49 PM

      Thanks Rothwilder. Loosing your parents is a phase of life you never really think about.

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  2. the late phoenixJanuary 27, 2020 at 5:22 PM

    I am so sorry for your loss, my friend. I know the pain of it, I lost my beloved father as well

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    1. BathwaterJanuary 27, 2020 at 5:49 PM

      Thank you Phoenix. I hope your dad's passing was peaceful also.

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  3. DanielleJanuary 28, 2020 at 4:50 PM

    Deepest sympathies Bathwater. I am glad to hear he went peacefully and is no longer struggling to hold on.

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  4. BathwaterJanuary 29, 2020 at 7:37 AM

    Thanks Danielle.

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  5. "Tommy"January 31, 2020 at 3:28 AM

    I found your blog when you commented on mine... I will follow... Thanks for writing again.... My condolences on your Father... the passing of parents makes us all orphans.. mine happened a very long time ago

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    1. BathwaterJanuary 31, 2020 at 8:50 AM

      It is still taking time to get used to him being gone. At fifty-five I don't feel like an orphan but I do feel like a new part of my life is occurring.

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  6. *Stained Glass Butterfly*February 4, 2020 at 2:28 PM

    I have been working a lot lately and not reading blogs. I just saw this post. I am so sorry about your father. I know nothing I can say will be much comfort, since I am a stranger, but I really do empathize. My dad died when I was 22 (I am 45 now), and there are still days I want to talk to him about a book he would have liked, or hear him talk about cars again.

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  7. BathwaterFebruary 5, 2020 at 7:52 AM

    I am glad he did not suffer in pain but it still seems like it was too soon. Thank you.

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