Thank you all. I'm just still trying to make sense of it. I have good moments and bad moments. I was very close to my dad. We never saw this coming. I'm an only child so all I have is my parents.
Originally I assumed it was a heart attack, but then I remember last time I talked to him he was getting over some bug. He has a problem with it becoming bronchial. It was probably some sort of fluid build up. I think it was the flu or he got pneumonia. Not that it really matters.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! . The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond. I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places. ~ninja dog
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.
I also wanted to add that iroc, you posted this for support of your curlfriends. Just something I keep saying to myself every time I see the title of this thread. Sometimes you just need lots of e-hugs when life knocks you down.