However, early Monday morning, September 27th, 2010, I received a call saying he was slipping fast.
I immediately got dressed and rushed to the hospital.
Upon arrival, I was ushered into where dad was lying, he was still alive, but I suddenly decided to turn his Life Support off.
Of course, there were numerous forms to fill in before that could happen.
Once they were completed, and I had drunk several cups of coffee, we walked to where dad was. I was left alone to say my Good Byes to him.
I said, “Dad, it’s ok for you to go and join mum, I know she is excitedly waiting for you, don’t worry about me, I know you will all be looking over me, I Love You, you pain in the fucking arse.”
I kissed him, then let the Doctor and Nurse back in. I was able to turn the system off, but in my own time.
I think it took around 15 more minutes, but I did.
Unlike in the movies and TV shows, he did not pass away quickly, it took another 15-20 minutes before he stopped breathing. I feel it was the machine.
I got scared as his eyes suddenly opened, I felt he was still there and would be ok.
The Doctor told me it does happen, it’s just a reflex action.
Finally at 6.15 am, Monday, September 27th, 2010, dad was declared deceased.