My dad passed away yesterday. Basically, he stopped breathing on Saturday morning. CPR was given. He was revived and taken to the hospital and was placed in the ICU. He was back to his normal self on Monday then suddenly he stopped breathing again and that was it. He is gone. I was was expecting this day to come but not so soon. He never smoked but he has all the symptoms of a smoker. He ate healthy and rarely drank only on special occasions yet that failed to help him. The same happened to my mom several years ago on Christmas Eve. She took good care of herself and she became ill and was gone. Life is very strange.
This has been a volatile year for me. Several severe ups and downs. I am waiting for the next shoe to drop.
Now we are planning for the funeral and its not easy. Availability at the funeral home is limited. We were promised Friday now its Saturday. Finding a priest is also difficult. Only one priest is available late Saturday afternoon. It sucks but we have to take him.
I have three older sisters and they cannot agree on anything which makes the whole process difficult. I will have to take it one hour at a time and try to survive this.
I am not sleeping well for the last two weeks. I sleep for one hour then wake up and cannot fall asleep again until morning. Then I am exhausted all day. This very difficult for me. I need to feel refreshed during the day. I am still taking the Rivotril , Prozac, and now I have added Inderal to increase blood flow to my hands and feet. Hope I feel better soon.