Dad Dies

I was at a conference in Stockholm today when I was reached by the sudden and unexpected news that my father had passed away.

Although dad was 84 years old, he had no known major health issues that could cause his death and he had all senses intact. However, his knees were worn out so that he had had difficulties lately with standing, rising and walking.

This morning he had been to the toilet and got stuck sitting there because he couldn't raise himself up, his legs would not carry him. The home helpers who were there couldn't help him either, so they called an ambulance for assistance in getting him off the toilet and into a  chair.

When the ambulancemen arrived and started helping him dad joked with them about the slightly embarrassing situation they found him in, which was rather typical of him.

As the ambulancemen started to help dad he suddenly went limp and pale. The ambulancemen noticed at once and put him on the floor to perform CPR. They managed to get his heart beating, but it stopped again while he was being transported to the ER. The staff at the hospital also managed to start it once more, but it stopped soon after that.
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I am in a daze right now and sort of cut-off from my emotions. It all happened so out-of-the-blue. We have strong hearts in my paternal family and my father never had any sign of troubles with his heart.

My father leaves behind his loving family consisting of his wife of 65 years, a daughter and a son, grandchildren, great grandchildren, a sister and two brothers.

He will always be remembered for his love and care of his family, kindness and good sense of humor.
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P.S. I thought that writing about this would provoke me to feel that it actually has happened and that I would finally be able to handle it in an appropriate way (which is sometimes the case), but no such luck. I still cannot fell anything at all...