Posted: Jul 6, 08 3:35pm
I called the ambulance to take Gary to the emergency room, he said I don't think I can make it to the car. He was told her had liver disease in August, and it all happened so fast. The fluids had been building up in him for awhile, poor guys circulation was terrible. So I called the ambulance, and they hauled him to the hospital. I followed in the car.. the rest was just a nightmare. They tried to drain the fluid, but he started internal bleeding. Coded and never came back to me. They quit pumping fluids into him on monday morning the 7th of January, and he passed away. I was the only one at the hospital with him, and now 6 months later I feel I am the only one that remembers him. He was only 48 when he dies, way to young. And maybe because we only lived together for 10 years and never got married, I'm not suppose to hurt...
This is all pretty pathetic...I'm pouring out my heart to a bunch of strangers on a website because there is no one else to talk to about it. I miss him so much and am so tired of dealing with everything alone. Everywhere I look in this house I see him, reminders of him, and I can't put them away...I have tried.. I can't even take his clothes out of the closet without starting to cry. Yes I function, I get up and shower and eat and work and take care of the dog, but socially nope I'm a hermit, I sit in my house. Go for a walk with the dog, putts in the yard. Dream of what could be done if I had some money. Think of the plans he and I had made. I can't believe it's 6 months already, and yet it feels like it's been a lifetime. I miss his smile, his laughter, his arm around me at night. When does this all end...when does the pain stop?








