Final moment.
The accident happened within viewing distance of my bedroom window. How insane is that? Every day, I can look outside and just imagine what happened that day. I suppose I should thank my lucky stars that I did not drive by that day. My aunt drove by and said that even though the scene had cleared, there was still blood across the pavement. If I had seen everything, I probably would be having nightmares.
His cane and shoes were found on the sidewalk to the side of the garage. His body was found in the middle of the road. Blood and tire marks streaked from the garage to the middle of the road. His body – so mangled and torn up. Multiple broken ribs, a broken pelvis and collarbone, bruised lungs. When the surgeon came in to give us the update, the list seemed to go on and on – injury upon injury.
When we said our goodbyes, we couldn’t even recognize him. He was entirely swollen, all wrinkles stretched out and no longer visible.
After hours and hours, they finally stopped all the internal bleeding. The fact that he’d taken aspirin that morning did not help. Critical condition and under watch throughout the night. The family was given the options. He had a chance of survival, but his quality of living was not guaranteed to be the best. After all, the healing time for an 88-year old varied greatly from that of a 30-year old.
We surrounded his bedside on Friday morning – five of his children, five of his in-laws, five of his grandchildren. The respiratory therapist did his job, and we waited. His body was weak. It did not take very long. His two last breaths – 1:45pm, Friday February 16th.
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