Originally Posted by
tornadospotter
To Each and Every one of you all. I thank you for your prayers and support. Thank you!
My father, passed away in flight from the hospital in Superior Ne to Bryan Memorial Hospital in Lincoln Nebraska, on Tuesday, April 21, 2009.
6 minutes from ETA, he coded, and the flight crew did all they could, and the ER doctors after landing also. But God decided to take him home, and did so in the air, in dads first ever helicopter flight. With his young life of 74 years of age.
I am the youngest son of my father by 10 years. I have three brothers. I have always been the son that has been there for my parents when they needed some help, because I lived closer, was there more, and they always called me for help when needed. So I have always been used to being around my parents, responding to when the were in a car accident, being the contact to my older brothers. Taking my parents to doctor calls, ect. It is 58 miles from my house to my parents. When my mother called me and told me that my dad had taken ill and was in the hospital in Superior, and was weak with a slow heart rate, high pottasiam, and all that, I understood it was not good. That he was being life flighted to Lincoln, I knew it was not good. But as Wiskigirl and me raced to Lincoln to be there for dad, I believed that he would still be with us, and he would look at me and tear up and say I am sorry son to trouble you, and I would get to ask him how did you like your helicopter ride, and he would chuckle and say rather not have had it. I was not there in time, would not even had a chance to be there in time. I always thought I would. Needless to say, I was totally shocked and devastated, because 74 is young in my family, Dad should have had 10 to 15 more years!
Thank you
Tornadospotter
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