Once again I have been up all night. At least I have done many household chores. The top oven now is covered in vinegar/baking soda paste so it can be scrubbed clean. The kitchen fridge has been cleaned out of leftovers that were old, then wiped down on the shelves and drawers.
Yesterday,some years ago was another day. I was at work just returned from the Thanksgiving weekend that year. I received a call from our home health nurse. My husband was at home recuperating after a brain surgery in late September. It had been a hard fall season for us.
The nurse was coming every other day to check on him and draw blood. She informed me that there was a problem in his bloodwork that morning and he needed to go into the hospital. I only worked 5 minutes from home so I was there quickly. My son helped me get him in the car and off we went. He was admitted straight to ICU because of his situation.
I stayed at the hospital until midnight then went home to get a few hours of sleep. I was back the next morning at 6AM. All seemed to be going well, he was awake, alert. At noon I went down to the cafeteria to get some lunch. The overhead speaker came on calling a code blue. It took a few seconds and I realized it was for his room.
I ran to the elevator and back to ICU. His room was full of doctors and nurses working on him. I just fell to the floor. The doctor came out, led me to a chair and told me he was gone. Just like that on December 1st at 12:34 he left this world. So, if you have a minute at that time today, tell him I still miss him,