This all happened Saturday night. I just cut and pasted from what I wrote on my other mommy board.


DH's died last night of a major heart attack at the age of 66. We believe he died when he hit the floor.

John and I were gone until about 6:30 last night. When we got home, we heard screaming, but thought nothing about it since MIL yells alot.(They live next door to us in the country). We went in the house and Amy(johns sister) came running over saying "dad had a heart attack, Sheila do something" So I ran as fast as I could without thinking, and started CPR immediatly(I am an EMT). I could not do anything. He was foaming at the mouth(aspirating) with a little blood and no pulse. John came over with Abby behind me so Abby saw him laying on the kitchen floor. Amy took her away but in the commotion of the Paramedics, Ambulance, a great guy I called for help, she got scared and confused. They shocked him but he was PNB(Pulseless non breathing). He got transported to the hospital but they never got his heart started again.

Abby keeps saying "Granpa fell, he at hospital" All I can see is his eyes staring up at me. John is not talking about it really. No emotion. Him and his dad never saw eye to eye.

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