I know this past weekend was supposed to be filled with fun, family and happy moments. But for me, this weekend was anything but that. Father’s Day weekend is always going to be hard for me. I lost my father almost 2 years ago. It never gets easier.
But this weekend for me was particularly hard.
Not because my father is no longer with me.
Because I almost witnessed another life lost.
I am still thanking God.
My entire life, family has always been a huge part of my life. I grew up celebrating every birthday, holiday, etc. with my crazy family. I was surrounded by family. Literally, both of my neighbors were family and my grandparents lived just around the corner. My cousins were my best friends.
On Saturday, I was at my mom’s house pulling weeds from our garden. My uncle (neighbors!) had come outside and asked me if I knew what I was doing. haha thanks Uncle Frank. I may have been living the city life for the past 11 years, but I still remember how to pull weeds from a garden!
I just laugh and tell him yes.
He laughs and says, “OK just making sure.”
“Well I’m not feeling good today so I’m going back inside.”
A little while later my aunt comes outside. She tells us that Uncle Frank is not feeling well. He is having chest pains, throwing up and says his arms feel weird. But he doesn’t want to go to the hospital. He tells her, “well if I pass out just call 911.”
in my family.
My aunt goes back inside and a few minutes later she is taking my uncle to the emergency room at our local hospital. Within the hour he is being transported to a larger hospital an hour away. My aunt calls my mom and asks if she wants to ride with her. I volunteer to drive and we spent the next 4.5 hours sitting in the emergency room before my uncle is taken up to the ICU.
We were told, he had a minor heart attack. He was going to need either a cardiac catheterization or angiography. He will stay in ICU until he can see the cardiologist in the morning. So things were serious, don’t get me wrong, but didn’t seem as bad.
Then the cardiologist comes and delivers the news.
Uncle Frank will be having triple bypass surgery.
He had two arteries that were 100% blocked and a third one that was 99% blocked. He was holding on by a thread. The doctor couldn’t even promise us if he would live long enough to make it up the elevator and be prepped for open heart surgery. It was that serious.
Two thoughts went through my head. Actually, a million thoughts went through my head, but two in particular.
- Our family has experienced a lot of deaths over these past few years:
2007 – Aunt Bridget
2008 – Grandma
2013 – My Dad
2014 Uncle Bob
- Today was Father’s Day. Out of all days of the year, this had to be happening on this particular day? God was really testing our strength that day.
- Did anyone else notice that things were happening in pairs?
Death is hard enough to handle as it is, but our family didn’t need to lose another brother. uncle. father. friend.
With a lot of praying, the power of God and the reassurance of family and friends Uncle Frank pulled through. He is now in recovery after his surgery. I cannot say this enough, but cherish every moment you can with your loved ones because you never know when it will be your last day.