FOWC with Fandango — Coma

Come back to us
Out of the darkness:
Make your way to the light,
All of us are waiting.

My Dad had a massive heart attack from which he never regained consciousness.
No-one ever actually said he was in a coma, but machines were doing everything for him for a few days, then on the Sunday, which was my birthday, he was breathing on his own.
I remember as I held his hand I so wanted him to come back to us out of the darkness, to make his way towards the light where we were all waiting.
But it didn’t happen, and he died the following day.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to FOWC with Fandango — Coma

    • Yes and no. I had my Dad for my birthday, and was holding his hand when he died so he wasn’t alone. Mum was holding his other hand.
      I miss him terribly but have visions of him tapping his foot and telling my Mum to ‘hurry up’ in January. They’re together now.

  1. Fandango says:

    So sad. Sorry my prompt elicited such sad memories.

    • Not really. I miss my Dad of course, but he was there for my birthday (I took my cake into the ICU for the staff as it was my 40th) and I was with him at the end. He was surrounded by people who loved him.

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