Saturday, March 21, 2009
Last Day of Hospice
Dad died tonight at about seven, when I was at home eating dinner. (We didn't find out until we went back to the nursing home at 7:30 and walked in on the body; hospice had left a message on my cell phone, but I'd missed it.) The nurses were turning him and he just stopped breathing. They told me it was quick and peaceful, and he looked peaceful to me and Gary and the priest from my church who came to pray with us, and who stayed until the funeral home had taken away the body.
I'll post more tomorrow. I'm exhausted now.
Rest in peace, Dad. I love you.