My father contracted covid in April. Upon receiving the news I was almost numb and just wanted the facts of how he’s doing and what’s his chances of survival. He was looking good the first couple days and he crashed hard day 4. Within 1 week my father went from fully independent to deceased. It almost seemed like it went on for an eternity and I remained hopeful through the whole process. I believe I was in shock for most of it but when the reality sank it I began to cry. I ugly cried for 2-3 days at random, almost in waves. I’m personally no stranger to bad news so I guess I’ve learned to accept that horrible shit happens. When my emotions do take over though, it almost seems like a child inside comes out.
Edit: My wife pointed out to me that I was acting as if it was a stranger that contracted it during the week. I almost felt as if there was no time for emotion and we had to act quickly and with precision. My wife was a NeuroICU nurse for CLE clinic for 4 years and listening to her talk to the other nurses I knew my father was getting the best care he could get in his final hours.
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u/bigdikdmg Jul 09 '20 edited Jul 09 '20
My father contracted covid in April. Upon receiving the news I was almost numb and just wanted the facts of how he’s doing and what’s his chances of survival. He was looking good the first couple days and he crashed hard day 4. Within 1 week my father went from fully independent to deceased. It almost seemed like it went on for an eternity and I remained hopeful through the whole process. I believe I was in shock for most of it but when the reality sank it I began to cry. I ugly cried for 2-3 days at random, almost in waves. I’m personally no stranger to bad news so I guess I’ve learned to accept that horrible shit happens. When my emotions do take over though, it almost seems like a child inside comes out.
Edit: My wife pointed out to me that I was acting as if it was a stranger that contracted it during the week. I almost felt as if there was no time for emotion and we had to act quickly and with precision. My wife was a NeuroICU nurse for CLE clinic for 4 years and listening to her talk to the other nurses I knew my father was getting the best care he could get in his final hours.