I did tell him that, He would tell me thanks for coming to see him in the Hospital right before he went home & I would tell him, Dad you don't have to thank me.
I never had any young one's. I kinda regret that for my Mom & Dad.
Here's a little story when I was around 5 or 6 & we lived in a little town called Cridersville, Mom & Dad went to take a nap 1 Sat. or Sun. afternoon & I was laying on a cot in the livingroom, I actually cried myself to sleep because for some reason I started thinking about them dieing 1 day. I told my wife last night as we were leaving the Funeral home about that & showed her where the house was & the ironic thing is both my Mom & Dad were shown about a block and a half away from that very house. They divorced when I was about 13 & I just turned 50 in March.
He died on the day she was buried 5 yrs ago.
From what my stepmom told me the Dr. said he had 2 choices, Be put on a vent or go home & let hospice take care of him. When he was told he could not talk on the vent he said no. He was home for a day and a half. He looked & sounded good but it was inside that was the problem.
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