Indiana visiting my Dad who was on a ventilator after suffering a stroke. When I walked into his room, and he saw me tears starting streaming down his face. He was trying to say something and I am pretty sure it was please disconnect me from this. He always said he didn’t want to be on a ventilator. That night I stayed in our house that we were trying to sell. It was very eerie being there by myself. The next morning I remember the hospital calling saying we needed to get over there as soon as possible. It was like one big nightmare, you never think your parents are going to die, you always see them as you remembered them when you were a kid. It’s like they don’t age in your eyes. We always think it will never happen to us but it does……
Jane is a Widow 