#but i def couldve aproached the situation to my sister w more tact. i feel kinda bad about it.
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I still can't believe how the events of my father's death unfolded tbh. Like in a comical way. When he called the evening before and we FINALLY compromised on a time for me to take him to my work (hospital) in the morning he was still soooo hesitant (he had been varying degrees of sick for a couple years now) and said smthn like "Ugh I don't want to" I said Well I don't want my dad to die!!!! and he replied Well, I don't want to die either, shug. (He always called me n my sister shug bc his mom was from Mississippi) and then we said our "love you"s and "see you tomorrow"s so then I wake up get ready for work and drive over there. And find his corpse on the bathroom floor. Calling 911 and the operator (or w/e their title is) says "try doing CPR" like I'm BLS certified but Not Like That. The EMTs come and pronounce him dead n stuff. But motherfucker you said you didn't want to die!!! Asshole. And I finally got him to agree to let me take him to the hospital. God what an asshole.
#tw death#and ill be angry at him forever ^-^#i got asked four separate times by police if i wanted to speak to a chaplain. no thanks! im not like that#and i think i handled the situation pretty well. i was pretty much just pacing behind my car#and my mom finally drives over after 911 arrives and she asks 'is he dead' 'yep' 'like are we sure' 'yuuup'#AND NEITHER OF US HAVE HIS SISTERS PHONE NUMBER#my mom called her mom and i call my sister. she didnt answer. i keep calling. shes not answering.#i know shes sleeping. i want to let her sleep. my mom and grandmother want me to tell her though.#so i break into her apt and wake her up. 'hey. dad's dead'#like i know i pulled the short end of the stick being the one to find his body n everything#but i def couldve aproached the situation to my sister w more tact. i feel kinda bad about it.#like 'hey wake up. lets get some coffee. we need to talk about something'
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