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netsiren · #1 (**permalink**) 12-20-2010, 07:33 AM

I got a phone call from my mom on Sunday the 12th that my Dad had a massive stroke. I didn't know anything other than it was on his right side. He had a stroke 4 years ago on his left side. My mom called me later and told me that he wasn't doing well. He was put on a breathing machine and things didn't look good, that she was told to call in the family. Things somewhat looked up as he was squeezing everyone's hands, and even gave the Dr a thumbs up. Then we got the results of the cat scan back and he had a mass/bleed on his brain that was the size of a tennis ball and they couldn't operate. He wasn't going to make it.
I got to the hospital at 11pm on Tuesday night. I got to kiss my Dad and tell him I love him. I stayed at the hospital until 3am. Went back to my parents house to get some sleep. I had all 6 of my kids there with me, because we hadn't gotten a bigger van, so my hubby couldn't come with me. Ate breakfast, feed the kids and was getting ready to head to the hospital again when the call came in that he had passed.
It has been a rough week this past week.