posted on Sep, 24 2018 @ 07:06 PM
Some of you may know that my father had open heart surgery on the 11th of this month. He had a rough go in recovery but really seemed on the mend.
This morning, while talking to my mother and complaining about Bill Belichick (he's a big football fan) my dad coughed twice.
It was a massive PE. A Pulmonary embolism.
He just wasn't there any more.
I'm learning how to deal with this. 6 decades on this planet and I'm confronted by something I have no experience with.
Politics, conspiracy, drama, even the easy pickings of todays media fodder hold no interest to me.
I'm not asking for help. Bless you all, but I don't know how any of you could.
I lost a hero today.
Don't be sappy. Please. I'm a fat old man who cries enough as it is.
I hope the mods, owners just allow me to vent, maybe heal a little on these cyber pages.