I really need to talk about my dad and what happened because I can’t tell anyone else
Two years ago I lost my dad in January but he went into a coma on the 24th of December we were told there was a high chance of him being put off of live support the next day if there was no brain activity (there was) Christmas Day was awkward man i didnt visit him for personal reasons but I just sat on the sofa all day in silence. After we got told he had activity there was definitely high hopes as he started to open his eyes but sadly he had another heart attack which was when my family made the choice to let him rest.
Though I didn’t see him before he died i cant stop picturing the description of what he looked like especially when she said he wasn’t actually overweight he just had some sort of fluid build up (I forgot what it is forgive me) every single night that haunts me after all of the jokes me and him would make about it thats was what was killing him