She passed at 10:15 this morning, I was at work, I knew the minute my cell phone rang what it was.
My coworkers are so wonderful, they offered to drive me over to my sister’s place, and somebody drive my car behind, I declined that, I really wanted to be alone for a little bit.
Oh man. Whew. So we (the three of us, Dad, Sis and me) went over to the nursing home. Poor Dad, he’s so broken, he just sat there holding her hand, and said to us “I can swear I feel a pulse there”. Sis and I looked at each other, and then by silent agreement left the room so he could be alone with her.
The nursing home ladies were very sympathetic and all but dayum — they were embarrassed about it, but they did say it would be best if you could clear her stuff out as soon as possible, we already have somebody waiting for this room — well shit almighty damn. Ok.
Among other weird things that happened, while we were in her room, we heard a little transformer pop, and then the power went out — just in her room. Nowhere else in the nursing home. OMG, well I don’t know what to make of that, but it’s easy to get believing weird things when you’re grieving, so I’m trying not to think about that.
None of us are quite in our right minds at this point. Dad seems to think it’s significant that she passed on President’s Day (which it may well be, seeing as how this President is trying to kill us all haha). They had a desk calendar with those tear-off pages, only hanging on the wall in her room. He tore off the page with today’s date on it, and folded it up and put it in his pocket.
I worry about him. I said you’re not gonna be that guy are you? The one that doesn’t outlive his wife by my much because he loses heart? Don’t you dare, Dad. He seems to be worried about his dog, if he passes. He said you girls wouldn’t get rid of Herbie, would you? I said VERY firmly “Dad, no one is getting rid of Herbie”. My sister agreed with me.
It’s cool and rainy out, which I think is appropriate (damnit HOW do you turn off italics once you have fat-fingered them into existence? I tried clicking that “I” icon up top, it didn’t work. Oh well that’s the kind of day it has been.