01-18-2024, 04:38 PM
Just a little after noon, Lyn's son Joe sent me a text that said, "I have some bad news. Can I drop by?"
After these months, years actually, of spending time with Lyn and Joe, getting to know them both and becoming friends, it was hard to read those words. I knew what they meant. Anyone would. And, of course, this was not unexpected. It was still hard to read those words.
Joe came over a little while later, walking through our backyards up on to the deck and knocked.
He said about 11pm last night, he and his dad were sitting at the kitchen table, going over the day and making plans for tomorrow. Suddenly his father slumped forward. Joe jumped up and lifted his dad up into an upright sitting position to help him breathe while he dialed 911. His dad was unresponsive. In the ambulance, Lyn coded and they were able to resuscitate him. At the hospital, all Lyn could do was moan and say "help me". He coded again and then he was gone. Joe got home about 4am this morning.
We cried, talked, I gave him a hug.
Then, we got some business done. I called the hospital and we all talked on speaker and made arrangements to have his dad taken to the funeral home up the street. We called and informed Blue Cross of his passing. Then we cried some more. I made him a copy of the template I had made years ago of "what to do just in case someone dies", which is basically a checklist of everything you will need to do/think of/find etc. upon someone's passing.
I told him the important "todo's" for today or tomorrow and next week. Whatever he needs me to help him with, take him to, call for, ask of, arrange for........ I will do it. His dad was all Joe has.
He's back home now, doing whatever he's doing. I want to call him but I won't. I will probably text him later just to check in. He knows he is welcome anytime, day or night.
Prayers please, dear family, for my little friend (almost a son to me by now) Joe. I prayed with him and asked Father to give him whatever he needs for Father knows better than any of us what that might be.
Thank you family. Love you all.
After these months, years actually, of spending time with Lyn and Joe, getting to know them both and becoming friends, it was hard to read those words. I knew what they meant. Anyone would. And, of course, this was not unexpected. It was still hard to read those words.
Joe came over a little while later, walking through our backyards up on to the deck and knocked.
He said about 11pm last night, he and his dad were sitting at the kitchen table, going over the day and making plans for tomorrow. Suddenly his father slumped forward. Joe jumped up and lifted his dad up into an upright sitting position to help him breathe while he dialed 911. His dad was unresponsive. In the ambulance, Lyn coded and they were able to resuscitate him. At the hospital, all Lyn could do was moan and say "help me". He coded again and then he was gone. Joe got home about 4am this morning.
We cried, talked, I gave him a hug.
Then, we got some business done. I called the hospital and we all talked on speaker and made arrangements to have his dad taken to the funeral home up the street. We called and informed Blue Cross of his passing. Then we cried some more. I made him a copy of the template I had made years ago of "what to do just in case someone dies", which is basically a checklist of everything you will need to do/think of/find etc. upon someone's passing.
I told him the important "todo's" for today or tomorrow and next week. Whatever he needs me to help him with, take him to, call for, ask of, arrange for........ I will do it. His dad was all Joe has.
He's back home now, doing whatever he's doing. I want to call him but I won't. I will probably text him later just to check in. He knows he is welcome anytime, day or night.
Prayers please, dear family, for my little friend (almost a son to me by now) Joe. I prayed with him and asked Father to give him whatever he needs for Father knows better than any of us what that might be.
Thank you family. Love you all.