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My father passed away.
Mar. 6th, 2012 04:34 pmMonday afternoon I spoke with him, briefly, on the phone. I told him a bit about Consonance, that one band included a guy playing an actual metal washboard. Dad laughed and said that "You don't see that much anymore."
I left work at 4:30 and headed to Dad's Adult Family Home. He died shortly before I arrived. I spoke with the staff, several of whom I've gotten to know over the last 6 months he's lived there. Mel in particular was grieving. The hospice nurse confirmed the funeral home (Evergreen-Washelli) with me and that it was okay to take away the body. ( details for me )
Overall I think I'm fine. Then I feel very tired at the idea of doing something simple. I'm not 100% by any means, but I'm not incapacitated. I'm just ... here.
I left work at 4:30 and headed to Dad's Adult Family Home. He died shortly before I arrived. I spoke with the staff, several of whom I've gotten to know over the last 6 months he's lived there. Mel in particular was grieving. The hospice nurse confirmed the funeral home (Evergreen-Washelli) with me and that it was okay to take away the body. ( details for me )
Overall I think I'm fine. Then I feel very tired at the idea of doing something simple. I'm not 100% by any means, but I'm not incapacitated. I'm just ... here.
